You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
– Khalil Gibran
A quiet week, this week. Since our little break last week we’ve just been pottering on, taking it easy and going back to work. Because of that, I’ve not really touched my proper camera, I’ve just not had the impetus, although the light was so gorgeous yesterday we all popped into the park, hung out under ‘our tree’ (the big oak in the middle of the main field) and I snapped away.
Arthur has this thing at the moment where if he spies me taking a picture he’ll run over to me to have a look at the taken shot. So many of my pictures at the moment are of an Arthur looming and getting ever closer in the frame in a sequence of shots. I feel a gif coming on..
Ah, this girl. It’s party season here a the moment and every day she is asking if today is her birthday and if she is four yet. Soon, my lovely, soon.