Oh, it is beautiful here. The trees have all turned on the hills and the pine needles make everything smell so good.
We tried to get a lot accomplished today. We went through boxes and the Butcher got the car in the garage. I did laundry, finished unpacking, and cut out a bunch of privet and briars. I was going to start hanging art, but the Butcher broke our hammer setting up our compost pile, so neither of those things got done and the stuff for the attic isn’t yet in the attic. But we did get to the grocery store. And when we got home, some handsome stranger was cutting our lawn.