My Mum came down for a visit earlier in the week to catch up with us all before she heads overseas for a month (lucky thing is off to Croatia and Italy). We went for an afternoon walk, had a comforting dinner, sat by the fire and drank prosecco, went shopping and had coffee and cake together. It was a near perfect 24 hours. This time in 2 years we will all be heading off to Croatia with them (my sister in law’s family live over there and we have a huge 40th planned for my brother and brother in law with my entire family for a few weeks). Is it even possible to be excited about a trip years out from it?
You know what I love most about taking photos on manual now? They look exactly like they do with your eyes. That soft wintry light. The colours of the grass. The late afternoon. I’m so glad I took it off auto. Thanks Tim.
Last night I was up again for most of it with more fucking heartburn. I was only saying the day before how I hadn’t even had a niggle and felt amazing. I made the girls pizza last night and cheated using Bakers Delight bases. Old habits die hard and when I was clearing up I ate a leftover piece off Harper’s plate – one lousy, measly piece and hours later in was in agony from that doughy base – up until after 3am. I wish I had some self control! Time to get serious (really serious) this time and cut our bread completely. I love my bread so…it’s going to be tough.
We are waiting on a cold change about to hit here in a few hours. Rain and cold weather, and maybe even some snow forecast. Fire is on, kettle boiled, couch at the ready, I think it’s going to be a slow old day…