Another day unpacking; another day waiting for shafts of sunlight to fall in fortuitous places - above, through the stained glass window on the stairs, illuminating a strange combination of plastic flowers, coffee mug, some white plastic forks, a lemon squeezer, and all the debris in the living room hovers behind in a kind of blue light. Alternatively, I stalk things - like some non-plastic peonies - with various iPhone apps.
Overall, though, the house is beginning to feel like a house, and not like a box-repository (actually, it's beginning to feel a bit like an English antique shop, but I'm trying not to notice that). There's a scary lot still to be done, though ...
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