You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
– Khalil Gibran

Living Arrows | Baking Betsy

Can’t really mistake that pure joy on Arthur’s face, can you? I think he really likes his sister rocking the bridge (which I really remember hating when someone did that to me when I was a kid. My children are so much more resilient than me!)

Living Arrows | Baking Betsy

On the beach with Poppa. This was taken last Monday when it rained a lot and we ran out to the sea at Milford as soon as it was dry. The clouds were dramatic, but the sea was clear and calm. I wished I had taken my costume with me, the water was so inviting. Betsy doesn’t need such things and promptly stripped off and had a paddle and a splash, the lucky girl.

Living Arrows


  1. Gorgeous photos.

    I was the same, hated other people rocking the bridge when I was on it. I was (and still am) a bit of a scaredy cat. My daughter is fearless, though!


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