After two rainy days, out comes the sun. My new balcony doors are open, the screen door protecting me against any wayward winged things. After the ladybug infestation we had some years ago, I have not opened that door until now. Simple things can be so delicious -- like a screen door! The kitchen counter is being replaced next, and it really needs it.
Back at my work table, another kind of new work: the memoirs of Marcel Proust. Here's a detail: