Just started but...

...I couldn't resist sharing this passage on the house being shabby:  “for they were gifted, her children, but all in quite different ways.  And the result of it was, she sighed, taking in the whole room from floor to ceiling…that things got shabbier and got shabbier summer after summer.”

Love it!  Blame the brilliance of my children for the mess of my house!  Yeah, that’s the ticket!

It Has Been Decreed

(By me.  Just now.)  To the Lighthouse, November 4th.  Yay us!