This morning was bright and sunny, however it took a bit longer than usual to burn off the early morning mist, creating a bit of a surreal landscape where the nearby buildings, and trees looked physically solid and three dimensional, while the taller structures in the distance (mostly the current crop of construction cranes and new high rises) took…
This is from the unit of kids a bit older than Hawkeye. I don’t know the identities of any of the kids who did these, but I absolutely adore the one in the upper left hand corner. All the others are clearly following the adult lead – matchsticks for whiskers, pasta twirls for fur or…
Monday 29 May is Memorial Day in the United States. These photos were taken by my sister-in-law in Boston Common over the Memorial Day weekend, where volunteers put up 37,000 flags to represent every service member from Massachusetts who has lost his life in service since the Revolutionary War. Such sacrifice rises above politics. It deserves…
This is our toddler’s current favourite question. I imagine this is training for the older kid version of “are we there yet?” “What’s that noise?” “People swimming in the pool.” “What’s that noise?” “It’s people swimming in the pool.” “What’s that noise?” “I told you, it’s people swimming in the pool.” “What’s that noise?” “People splashing…
Our two and a half year old at bedtime, every day of the week: Mommy: “Lie down now, honey. It’s time to go to sleep.” Toddler: “No! It’s time to wake up! Wake up, mommy!” Our two and a half year old in the mornings on weekends: Toddler: “It’s time to wake up, mommy!…
“You hold the airplane under the water. No, under the water. And now you squeeze, squeeze, squeeze and then let it fill up… no, keep it under the water otherwise it just has air and can’t squirt. Let’s try this again. Hold the airplane under the water and squeeeeeeze, now keep holding it under the water….…
This post is brought to you by the colour purple. It was also written about two weeks earlier, but I decided to withhold posting it until today, in honour of Terry Pratchett’s memory and The Glorious Revolution of the Twenty Fifth of May. How do they rise up? Featured photo courtesy of Agent J Written on…
I think it’s fair to say that, as you get older, it becomes harder to make friends easily. You might not keep all or even any of your childhood friends as your paths diverge, but most people have a period in their lives from their late teenage years and into their early twenties when they’re surrounded by like-minded individuals, often…
I would first of all like to say that this post was planned before I woke up this morning to the events in Manchester City. I dithered about changing the topic. Something really somber? Something else entirely that’s 100% feel-good? In the end, I went with what I planned originally because it’s actually terrifyingly topical,…
Yes, it’s flowers again. One of the more interesting things I’ve noticed since accidentally starting this side photo project is how the flowers and gardens are changing on an almost daily basis as I keep walking back and forth along the same stretch of street. Some flowers stay bright and colourful for weeks on end while…
Hawkeye’s new game is to get three pieces of fencing from the Lego box and hand one out to each of us, so that we are each holding one piece. Achieving equal distribution of fencing brings forth great excitement. This explains how I came to wake up this morning clutching a piece of Lego fencing. It’s not…
The Feathered Rose 