When we moved to McGregor, we bought The Sandbag House. Its number in our street is 13. At first, I neither wanted our home to be known as "The Sandbag House", nor was I thrilled at its being number 13. I decreed that it should be known "The Four House" because numerologically speaking, one plus three equals four.
It's been a good move: the move to McGregor which has seen us embrace the "original" name of the house and our thirteenth place in the street. More of that at another time.
This is the first of a series of photos I shall share this week that reflect our having shaken the shibboleth of thirteen and black cats.
Spider's web, one cold, misty winter morning in one of the young fruit trees we have planted.
