Yes, tonight I will quite possibly embarrass my sister.

However, I solemnly swear – I will not involve any livestock. I do not speak for my neighbors, but after Piccadilly, I have remembered that particular lesson.

Oh, this is just spiffing.

At least he is fading into the mists between the planes, but considering how many times he's cropped up again, I sill have to keep to the post.

Not that this is onerous duty, with so many lovely neighbors, but being told to stay in one place is rankling.

Bookworm has finally set my house in place, and she has followed my requests, for the most part. It is not her fault I really would not prefer to have windows.