It really does need painting

I'm more interested in people than I am in objects around me. We are starting restoration on our church. A church friend posted some photos on Facebook and I grabbed this one. I had no idea it was so bad! (Click to enlarge).

Yikes! It's also lead paint which is doubly bad. But by the end of September this will all be scrapped off and repainted. 

I woke up to a nice offshore breeze today. It feels SO good. We also have a high layer of cirus which makes the sun not so hot. This is BC Day weekend and the Sun Festival is on this weekend. I've never missed an antique fair yet. I usually go with my daughter but she's away so DH said he'd go with me. It's always more fun with another person, although I'd go by myself if I had to. This fair has been going on for 40 years now. I just realized I've been to 39 of them! Only reason it isn't 40 is because it started the year before I moved out here. 

I'm on to another book. It's so-so. I'm reading it cause it's there. It's called Fatal Fixer Upper by Jennie Bentley. It's pretty good for a first novel but I'll have to read a second one to find out if her writing style appeals to me. It's interesting enough but a lot of it is filler and it does bog down. I know it will all mesh at some point but I find there are too many different story lines. Oh well.  I borrowed it from the library and I always read what I borrow. There are very few books that I give up on and don't finish. Some just take me longer to read too. It took me months to finish "London" but I want to read it again. I'm also reading The Princes of Ireland right now.  I love Edward Rutherford's books. 

I love mysteries but I find a lot of the glut on the market of cozy mysteries have the heroine in her 30's. And there's always a love interest. Some I don't mind because it doesn't go into 6-packs and luscious lips. But the ones that do have more intense love interests kind of bore me. I'm 61 years old, well beyond the point that I notice these things. If the heroine was older and was interested in whether the guy had all his hair or mostly all his own teeth and wasn't so weak that he'd keel over on a walk through the park that's about all I need to know about that - and respect, of course. If I wanted to read romance I'd start reading Harlequin (I think - I've never read one). Maybe I need to start reading Agatha Christy Miss Marple books, I knit *LOL*

Okay, going to do a second post for today cause there's something I want to say that I think is really important.