I finished my new top this morning. The old hippie in me is alive and kicking :-)
I visited my friend Romy in hospital* this afternoon, then left my car there and walked up to Target to buy some socks. This amble, along a busy road and under the freeway, did not inspire me artistically, so after dinner I retuned to the Hidden Chateau and took some photos in the gloaming.
*Australians say "in hospital", not "in the hospital". It never sounded weird till I'd lived in the U.S. for a few years. Now I admit it sounds like there's a word missing. But, never a subscriber to the "When in Rome ..." philosophy, I persist in my Aussie-isms. It's part of who I am.