Feathering the nest

ANOTHER PICTURE PATCHWORK for you to nose about (enlargeable for the extra nosey)... our gradually growing interior. It is very exciting to see our home becoming more and more like a moving log cabin! Tui has made great sturdy wood frames for the kitchen and storage seats.. there will be doors on them soon. A lovely gnarled piece of wood has become the kitchen bench, the sink is in place but plugless, there's a small temporary cooker, there are little secondhand cupboards on the walls with nothing in them but a bag of teabags, and we have tested out the undersofa storage space with stacks of our picture frames.

It seems we are living in a permanent cloud here... being 1531 feet above sea level (down the road is the highest village in Scotland you know!); I have begun the fifth clock which has reds and roofs and moon and moth, is for the talented and lovely narrative jeweller Nina Bagley, and will be ready in a while.
The day after tomorrow, I will be turning nine-and-twenty and we plan to drive off out from underneath this cloud, somewhere foresty and have a birthday fire and something nice to eat. And then we'll head away to try and find the sun.. if we do, and there happens to be a largeish town underneath it, we shall stop and sell pictures!

The mornings are misty and we'll be driving off inbetween clouds into the world. Meanwhile these two will stay huddled together at home. They don't live with us, they just think they do.
I shall return soon, a year older, and a weekend wiser.