Day 20: Saturday is workday

It was a day of work and organization, cleaning and cooking, arranging and rearranging piles. There are days when this type of activity is dreadful, but today it was pleasant. The house continues to take shape, three months after move-in. Here are a few scenes from the home today, inside and out.

An army of toddler socks, mostly in pairs. Mostly.


My entire necklace collection. Some old. Some new. None of any monetary value. They've been begging to be photographed for some time now. Today I finally obliged. Such vain little things.


A self-portrait. I rarely do these, but the conditions were perfect: good lighting, a vase full of greenery from the yard, and a freshly hung mirror.


The hardest working, 'yard work detesting' yardman. When I inquired of all his labor over the last two weekends, he spoke of the satisfaction of progress and redeeming our little corner of the world. A fine answer from such a fine man.


Loving the bright blue hue of this bike. The first photograph is the view from our bedroom window. I like how the glass and screen created a hazy quality. Dreamy, even.