Volume 4

...of my grandfather’s pressed flowers. Always loved visiting my grandparents’ house when I was a kid; it was surrounded by a magical garden I could lose myself in - flowers, berries, fruit trees, nut trees, much of it taller than I. Now this book cover might be more decorative than the faded specimens inside. It's just occurred to me that he probably wrote the "4."

A rather expensive day involving a new well pump and a cat X-ray. Felix has eaten some yarn, and I hope that’s all.

Hope you all have a good weekend!