I have lots of big thoughts. I am getting somewhere. I am doing things. There's not a lot of time left over for here just now. So, some quick photos of the last little while, before winter and its cosiness is gone...
|Cosiness, yes. Also clotheshorses. #winteriscoming|
|Moments after this, the laptop ran out of juice, the cat jumped on the clotheshorse and the crash woke the sleeping babe on my chest.|
|At the gallery, again. Just before he realised the leaf was stuck to the other side of the glass.|
The babe and I flew to Tassie on the weekend, to stay with K for her 40th birthday. She had a fancy dinner party at home, catered by a man who knows his way around a trout. Jetstar managed to lose our luggage (how?! on possibly the shortest route they fly!), so we stopped for nappies on the way from the airport, and I borrowed a dress to wear to the party. Luckily, K had held on to a few of her baby things...
|The babe, smashing gender stereotypes and loving it|
|The view from K's living room. That's 0 degrees you're looking at.|
|The babe surveys the modern art and remains unconvinced|
We went to see The Lion King yesterday with The Boy's mum and brother. She bought us tickets for the kid's birthday, and it was like the world's most well-funded Rock Eisteddfod. That doesn't mean I didn't love it.
We're going places, doing things. Between it all I think of so many things to write here. Sometimes they even make it as far as the drafts folder. I'm spending less time than ever on my computer, which is a very, very good thing for me, but it does make this space feel neglected. No matter. Life's moving fast, but I'm living it. Maybe before spring arrives I'll manage to focus on something for more than a paragraph. Don't hold your breath, though.