The Old House

This is for Master Flum, we call it 'his' house.
He always admired it as we passed on our way to my family home. There are other half-timbered properties in the area but, as you see, this stands on a corner and has always appeared well-kept.

It was nice to be on home turf but we're now halfway home for the night, before braving the onslaught of storm Ciara for the final leg tomorrow.