Looking Up

The shelves! The shelves! A flaneuresque take on my joinery, would you not say? I can imagine that I'll slap a bit of varnish on them and they'll still be here in ten years despite my intention to seek out some stiffer wood before too long.
Of course, now that the shelves are 'completed' I must think about what to do next. I guess I should think about Christmas presents. Or maybe peeps will be happy with another charity goat.

[Diary note: I was up a bit earlier than usual today to deliver the boy to the ERI - he'd fallen a week or so ago and some bone fragment in his hand needed re-attaching.]