It's still October. I've got another 40 minutes before I screw up the first day of NaBloWriMo.
Not much to say today. Did some papier mache. Cleaned the house. Dreamed of being in a little cottage in a coastal, New England town. Started a rag rug for Zoe.
The kitten has runny eyes and an almost constant sneeze, so we need to take her in to the vet tomorrow.
Could this be any duller? Tomorrow I'll work harder at actually having something to say. I'm planning to make a pear tart, so maybe I'll post the recipe and a pic.