The end [forever?]

June ends once again
And with it so does #blogjune
Cock-a-doodle-doo!

Winter 2015

Snot count - minimal
Sneezes and sore throat - returned
Whinge fest - continues

  

bloody netflix

Poor time investment
- I'm binging on GossipGirl.
What am I doing ?!?!(!)

"Daily" deemed dumb, dearies

So, I have slacked off
and just less than a week left.
Nothing to say, folks!

Simplicity

A beautiful day
Painted with Blake this morning
Tonight, some baking


[this was actually Tuesday's post, but I forgot to hit publish. Ooopsies!]

The snip

Three handsome fellas
Off to the barber today.
Snip, whizzz, product  - duuuuuudes!

The trouble with a daily commitment

You can't cheat again!
Maybe don't bother posting?
Oh well, it's done now.

Thursday 18th June

Oh, come on Rooster!
Just seventeen syllables
You can do it. Done.

Poor deprived man, is @geocachinglibn

A rare meal for us.
Meat and three veg on a plate.
I prefer bowl food.

Just wear a scarf

Today's conundrum
This button - a bit too low
The next is too high.

Cue the lights and music

That sweet, sweet moment
- a tight reverse park is nailed
Hope someone saw it!

10 degrees warmer than last year

It's that time of year
An unexpected day trip.
Blackheath Park and lunch.

Stickstitchcut

Scissors,  paper, glue
A little bit of stitching
...and voilà!  - a card.

Cooking with Mr Wild Pear

What's on the menu?
Thursday is cooking class day -
No one goes hungry.

A night on the cold oval afterall...

Rainy morning - yeah!
U-oh - a dry afternoon.
D'oh!! Training's still on :-(

post101

One hundred haikus

All in the name of #blogjune

Still not a poet.

...and today is post #101

A snapshot

Thomas and Blakey
Sitting, quiet over there
Eating sausage rolls.

The house with no heater

Lovely winter's day
Then when back inside the house
- put your parka on.

Seventeen

Newborn Maddison
- seventeen years ago now.
Pure perfection.

Maddi, seeing you born was the most profound moment I've known ...even more so than having my own babies. The doctor held you up and ...wow ...for the first time I saw "perfection".  Living,  breathing, coneheaded perfection. And your mum was awesome! Such a powerful moment that still, seventeen years later, brings streams and streams of awestruck tears. Happy birthday [for yesterday, but today was our cake day] xxx

Hot time in the old town tonight

I made a purchase
To heat things up in our bed
Hot water bottles