The happy place

The lamps we bought to put on the headboards for reading look like tentacles and now the bed looks like a slug.

I found a very beautiful feather today, fully grown and with a gleam reminding of an oil spill.

I finally quit my job will see hope it was received when I’m back from vacation week after next.

I’m putting the roof on that thing I was talking about before; the de luxe chicken coup.

I love pouring concrete, feeling like a dwarven engineer.