As many know, I’ve been complaining and moaning about being under the gun of a massive project that has pretty much owned me for the past few months. I’m happy to say the worst is over and this weekend allowed me the first few moments of a somewhat “back to reality” weekend. Although I wasn’t able to fully complete many of the maintenance projects I had planned to do, I was able to do a good assesment of the damage. It rained this weekend and it sort of nicely co-incided with the state of my mind. I took a few pics and found a strange beauty in the disorder of the aftermath. One of my pots has become incredibly overgrown (due to my neglect) and combined with the rain, gave up… and fell over.
Lots of bright red leaves fell, leaving a beautiful gold and red carnage on the grass. 
And when I went inside, I noticed my poor lamp that has fallen apart and that I’ve neglected to repair for a few weeks. 
Oh, and then there’s the fact that my house is basically one big disaster zone (note my “dramatic” use of flash. Cue sound of girl screaming…)
It’s a little sad, but at the same time, kinda nice to be reminded that your house has a life and character of its own as well. I’m sorry happy house, I have big plans to make it up to you this holiday!
