Visitor from the past

The other day we had a visitor from the past. I suspect he's one of my ancestors ... what do you say? Ok, you can't be fooled of course, my beauty is just too distinctive, I guess.
This is me indeed, but you have to admit I'm looking pretty good in sepia, right?

Mom loves that picture, it was such a coincidence she could take it. I had been sleeping on the window sill and she happened to turn around when I got up, grabbed her cam, zoomed into the room (she was sitting in the room next to it) and click!

I still like to imagine this is a Greatgreatgreatgreatgrandpa Stibbons from times long gone ...

20000 leagues under the desk?

Or rather on the desk? Esme was in for a surprise today when she decided she'd jump on the desk for a little nap. The desk was already occupied by something strange and - as you can see from the wire - obviously unfinished. It's ones of Mom's WIPs.


There is nothing a sister of mine is getting disturbed by for a long time, so she settled for her nap after all.


Hey, wait!! I was distracted, but now I noticed she's in my spot once again!!!