Holidays at The Conyers House

Shelly and I will put up a Christmas tree on the saddle porch tomorrow. The guests this past weekend came from PA to fox hunt but arrived with such flu/cold that it didn't happen. Next time. They are from Rolling Rock Hunt in Legonier. Tomorrow will be lovely warm weather and I'll be taking a couple riding from The Inn at Little Washington. So glad it will be in the 50s. Tomorrow I'll be working with designing new postcards.  

I went away for a few days to New Orleans after Thanksgiving. I chose that time to have my ears pierced again. What a trip that was. My daughter, Betsy, and I went to a tattoo parlor. How much fun was that!! I assure you, the other patrons and workers there had never seen the likes of me before---I have seen pierced and tattooed kids in public before. The chap who did a very professional job was named Face. He wasn't too over tattooed. I'm still wearing little faux diamonds until they have been in for two weeks, then I can switch them.

 Meanwhile at The Conyers House, Alex the greeter Jack Russell, was staying with our longtime housekeeper, Shelly. She brought him home each day to give him a few hours to romp around. He took advantage of permission to sleep on the bed with Shelly's daughter Hannah.  

Alex fishing off the front porch.

Here he asks permission to do the same, but knows it won't work. I love having his company, but not on my bed which is full of papers, mail, my laptop etc.

That's all for today...