Idiomatically Speaking...

I feel as though perhaps one of my sisters have shared their germs with me. But I don't really want to blog about how queasy I've been feeling since the bus left the city today.

What I want to blog about is Sunday night, but I'm too tired to do that so I'll settle with showing you pictures that I took on Saturday.

Firstly, (at least I hope it is first) a tiny coffee pot and tea kettle (more pics can be found here


Then a flutter of wings and a pouncing feline (more pics)



And now, with so frightfully few words of substance, (or idioms) I go to my bed to sleep off whatever it is I've got.