Tom checked the intermittent rattle on my car. He was confident my concern over the exhaust dropping off mid drive was unfounded. Just a loose heat guard. I happily drove my rattling car to see my daughter and grandchildren. I wont be able to see them for a while. Their steps of growth are rapid and pass so quickly. Harriet and I de-baubled their Christmas tree and drank coffee. They were all delighted to see me. This always gets me in my heart that they find me a joy.
From Five Flights Up
Indian Ink and Watercolour
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