Greetings from The House of Ill...

A misty field, AM (it's a cloud, I tell you!)

This was the best I could manage. From the front door.
Everything is working overtime here: noses, throats, lungs and sinuses. Unfortunately, none of it is working quite in the way it should. Meh!

Ah, such are the joys of childer... They must go out into the world, collect microbes, bring them home and SHARE THEM!
Just this once, I'd gladly have accepted a 50% stake in a My Little Pony...

And homework. No getting out of that.
History (we want to rename the cats).

I will catch up with you all soon.
I hope x