There was an amazing storm last night – the light was magic… “like in the movies”!
We are having the floors sanded in the rumpus room. This means the big teenager has to move out of his private retreat for one week. We moved all furniture and his belongings out on the deck. He politely declined moving upstairs temporarily… he had set up a Room with a View just behind the BBQ and the beehives – bedside table and light fitting included… Necessity is the Mother of Invention!
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