Thirteen years & Counting

We bought this sweet old man for our first Christmas in this house, 13 years ago. I'm not sure who he is meant to represent but he takes care of the birds, so there's always room for him in our house.

My apologies for another Christmassy blip but time is getting late and it's been a strange day.

Waiting for the phone to ring with bad news is mentally draining. You don't want it to ring but you know that it's going to eventually. In the meantime, you keep busy...