With the equinox around the corner, it's time to get ready for the first frost, which means bringing in the house plants. I think I shall have to give up my collection of orchids, as this house just doesn't have the right light conditions for them. The Christmas cactus (now almost 20 years old) will do all right in the north-facing study, but the orchids need a more intense light to get up the energy to bloom. I'll miss them ...

Himself spent most of the afternoon yesterday out on the deck with the fly of our large tent, which he was repairing with tubes of goop that stinks of acetone. I remember when that tent was brand new -- surely, only yesterday? But now its seams are perished from sun and age -- sorta like some humans I know. Anno Domini rules, I guess.

I guess I must be a ferocious neatnik by Mudcat standards, because my handbag gets cleared of excess stuff every day. Strange, but true!