Wow… it’s been about two weeks since I last posted. That must be a new record for me. I have been thinking about writing a new post, but frankly we haven’t done anything that interesting. I don’t like to bore people if I can avoid it. I probably do anyway.
The weather has been rainy and yucky, so we’ve stayed home and broken in the fireplace. Our landlord was kind enough to gift us with some firewood and the temperatures have made staying home preferable to going out on the town. The fireplace in this house is super nice! It’s great to live in a place where we can enjoy a fire fueled by wood rather than propane.
I do have some pictures from the last couple of weeks. We went to the wine stand last weekend. It may be the last one for 2019. I also noticed the field of flowers near where I walk Arran has been cut down. I managed to get a picture of it the day before it was mowed. We wondered if anyone would visit us on Halloween, which seems to be catching on here in Germany. No one rang the bell, which suits me fine. Now I have more chocolate.
I’m also going to be accompanying Bill to Poland in a couple of weeks, mainly because he has to work there and it’s our 17th wedding anniversary. I was hoping we could drive so we could stop by Dariusz Milinski’s art gallery and buy a couple of paintings. Alas, Bill’s company has dictated that we must fly.
So… here are some pictures, for those who are interested. We will probably go out for lunch today. I don’t know where yet.
Hopefully, I’ll have more to write about as winter approaches. Poland in November and France in December ought to give me some new material… and we’ll see where we wind up today on our quest for lunch.
Also… I don’t know how much longer I can stand having just one dog. Arran is loving the attention he’s been getting as the only dog, but I need another dog to lavish affection on and motivate me to go outside. It’s hard to bring another animal into the family, but I know so many need homes… and I have the time and heart for it. So maybe after Christmas, we’ll see if we can convince someone to let us adopt another pooch. Maybe… I’m torn between wanting another one and not wanting the extra responsibility. I really miss Zane, though. He was my baby.