Stuff

This is a house on my street. I am glad I don't live next door.

This is my brother at the golf driving range on Monday. I managed to consistently hit my balls past the first target! I also learned that no one says 'crush' anymore.

My love for hydrangeas is growing. Look at the little blue dots in the centre of each flower! These are right outside my front door.

Having gotten rid of some stuff while packing to move, I am now trying cull more as I unpack. Tonight, 103 programmes have seen the inside of the recycling bin. It was difficult, and I almost changed my mind, but I think it's for the best.