We´re having the worst kind of autumn weather here today. Strong winds from an old hurricane from the other side of the ocean and rain, lots of it. What promised to be one of the best harvests in year has now been destroyed by rain because the harvesters only sink down in the ground. But I bet the farmers would have had something to complain about anyway, they always have🙂🙂🙂
So I have a fire burning in the stove and a cup of tea by my side. Orvar sleeps by my feet grunting a lot🙂 I wonder what he is dreaming about? Nova just walked up the stairs and I can hear how she’s walking towards my bed where Hector already is asleep. Bertil sleeps on my favorite place on the sofa, he has been locked in the garage all day. Both cats loves to get in to the wood shed that is combined with the garage and sometimes I miss that they sneaked in while I’ve put the dogs in the dog house🙂
Teodor sleeps in a cardboard box beneath the table. He has been gone since yesterday evening and I have no idea where he has been. Most probably locked in somewhere else at some neighbor I guess🙂🙂 Nova changed her mind, she found a plastic bottle instead and now she wants me to throw it the few yards I have here in the kitchen🙂🙂
Life goes on as usual here in the little cottage at the outskirts of a village long away from where things happens in this world. I think I´ll read a book tonight, the weather is sort of suitable for doing that. Have a great day!