I'm sure there are much better things to be doing than sitting here writing this. It seems no matter how productive my plans are for a day, that day arrives and I don't get as much done. I tell myself this is the new me; if it doesn't get done, it's OK. Go easy on yourself!
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| via this flickr |
A country walk this morning with the pup. Yesterday it was the beach, where I discovered that he knows his name but sometimes chooses not to respond to it! I am doing my best with the puppy training but it's hard; just when I think I've cracked it, he reminds me that he is just a baby and is learning all the time.
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| photograph by aaron delesie |
Meanwhile, yesterday my son had to have his hair cut; this is always a trauma for me as there is a Samson-esque quality about his hair. It is so him. His hair is his strength. He has blonde-tipped curls that I just adore - his hair is like a hit of mummy pheromones to me. So I stood by watching them tumble as his hair was cut and it is just a little too short. It'll grow...
The weather seems to have turned and we are back to some autumnal norm. I survey the apples fallen from the trees in our garden and wonder for the hundredth time - what am I going to do with them all? There is only so much stewed apple one family can take...so it goes in my country life.
