Saturday, May 04, 2013

Baby in a basket, holding hands and scampering.

1. The baby grins fatly (and wetly) from the clothes basket in the shade. He looks very pleased to be out in the garden with a few toys and some toddlers to watch.

2. Alec and B run across the kitchen holding hands.

3. On the way home from nursery on a sunny evening, to let Alec out of his pushchair for a scamper across the park. He runs into the bushes and tells me not to look.


Not forever, mauve skin and at sunset.

1. I'm having a busy few days as I work towards some deadlines, but I know it won't be forever, and I've got lots to look forwar...