I wondered, perhaps it was Mac.
He does have a slightly guilty look
on his face here sneaking
out of this gateway
when we explored Lincoln
with him and Julie in 2010.
I wasn't sure, though,
and can't find the message
announcing the theme,
but I have snuck over and
seen Mac's rather gory entry
and he actually admits it was he.
I could easily showcase a shelf of books. Holmes and his companions take up a major portion of our home library. A shot of my Kindle and my husband's Nook would confirm that penchant for the mysterious in our reading matter. Here are a few examples laid out on the bed.
Back to current times, summer is gone. Who took it? Our planned camping trip last weekend was postponed--till next spring. A bit of bad back and some appointments to relieve it put the kibosh on it, and with the nighttime temperatures, well, I might have put the kibosh on it anyway. So our tiny trailer has been bedded down for its winter hibernation. I did it!!!
It rather looks like this around here and it is sneaking up upon us -- Halloween and Thanksgiving and Christmas just around the bend. Where did it come from? Who made time move so quickly?
So who was the painter? Who done it?