For the last two months or so I have been working flat out to move in then to get the house habitable for my guests - who arrived last night. I promised myself (and especially my hands) that as soon as they arrived I would stop and enjoy their company and let my body and mind recover. And today I mostly have.

Almost all the pictures I have taken in that time have been of things and I started wondering what cameras were for and whether I'd ever come back here. Today I started seeing photos again.

(There may be some backblips.)