87. This week has the thought of Hope throughout, brought by the first Sunday in Advent, and remaining with us, note to self...
88. Honesty and nights of sleep.
89. Beatrice who comes to visit at a different season every time, and lets us look at the Lough with which she has fallen in love through her spell-bound eyes.
90. Although even Mattman felt the awe of the sunset over the waters and the hills yesterday afternoon. "Mummy, I'll never be able to draw like real artists." "Even real artists were just six at one point, my love..."