My Bed

It isn't quite as distinctive as this, but it is all my own work. 

I went to bed last night with slight trepidation, hoping against hope that all the effort of the three-day Bed Swap Project was going to be worthwhile.

I  need not have worried. What the picture can't tell you is how amazingly comfortable my 'new' bed is. It was like sleeping on and in a very warm (and dry) cloud. I could very easily have snoozed for several hours past the usual getting-up time, but there was a four-legged furry animal who had different ideas.

Incidentally her own bed has been slightly relocated, to a more enclosed space at the foot of mine, and she slept more soundly than for years. That is an unexpected bonus.

The potbelly in the study is kicking out some very welcome heat this morning. There was a light frost outside first thing, and as I want to complete some art cards, wielding brushes and paints in the warmth seemed like a perfect relaxed way to spend a few hours.