Tyler is making the most of the meager morning sunbeam. Close neighbors (for the first time since the apartment in Norcross) mean that sunbeam situation downstairs is limited. There is more upstairs, but he’s really waiting to see if there is a second cup of coffee for me and a little more cream for him.

(I am browsing Christmas trees. We lost ours to the flooded garage when we first arrived (it was too big for the new house anyway). It turns out that Thanksgiving is next week, so I need to get a wiggle on finding a new one.)