Squishy Sunshine

Frost lies on the fields in the morning. Most of the leaves have fallen, leaving the trees ragged. Our pretty brown dog blends in with the rustling cover of leaves. We've fired up the woodburner, keeping our toes toasty as the chill settles outside. Although it's been steadily getting cooler, this afternoon arrived sunny and relatively warm. This was lovely, since Squirrelboy had invited a few friends over to help celebrate his birthday. The boys enjoyed crashing through the weedy field in search of "squishy" spiders. In the Manor, we are almost finished painting. The Lord is grouting the first bathroom this evening. The Lady pauses to catch her breath after the birthday party, just long enough to sip a cup of tea and write this for you!