I'm not sure why, it seems I often get the urge to spring clean in the fall.
I think it has something to do with the changing seasons, the coolness of the Autumn air, the heady scent of spiced-mix candles weaving their spell, the aroma of freshly baked banana bread.
This gathering of antique 'blues' are collectively over a half millennium in age.
They are still beautiful after all their years of service, and oh, what stories they could tell !
The banana bread will be lucky to make it through the end of day.........