(These photos courtesy facebook)
(This one courtesy Sarah)
We think of those who have lost their homes and more.
Friday, January 14, 2011
A furious river
Since we've lived in Brisbane, we have many many times been in awe of the weather and its results. This time is no different. From our safe (and dry) vantage point, it has been surreal to watch a swollen, angry river encroach upon the city, bringing with it the destruction of places that are so familiar to us and the homes of so many people.
(These photos courtesy facebook)
(This one courtesy Sarah)
We think of those who have lost their homes and more.
(These photos courtesy facebook)
(This one courtesy Sarah)
We think of those who have lost their homes and more.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Monday, December 7, 2009
Blankie, my beloved
From this:
and this:
to these:
...our blankies have been our pals for life.
But that's not what this post is all about. This post is about what happens when it all goes wrong; when the relationship hits an inevitable rocky patch; when mum washes a blankie.
(Mum wants it known there are two blankies each, so when one needs a wash, the other is always out for us to grab. We want it known that two blankies is just a formality. Blankie is blankie, as far as we are concerned our two-each-blankies are one and if one needs our help we are there.)
So when A discovered her blankie hanging from the line the other day, she did what any devotee would do: she grabbed a chair, and she attempted a rescue.
Mum stopped spying out the window at this point and came to my rescue. And before long, all was right with the world again.
and this:
to these:
...our blankies have been our pals for life.
But that's not what this post is all about. This post is about what happens when it all goes wrong; when the relationship hits an inevitable rocky patch; when mum washes a blankie.
(Mum wants it known there are two blankies each, so when one needs a wash, the other is always out for us to grab. We want it known that two blankies is just a formality. Blankie is blankie, as far as we are concerned our two-each-blankies are one and if one needs our help we are there.)
So when A discovered her blankie hanging from the line the other day, she did what any devotee would do: she grabbed a chair, and she attempted a rescue.
Mum stopped spying out the window at this point and came to my rescue. And before long, all was right with the world again.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Oh freakin' dear...
It happened - mum's worst ever nightmare happened!
I took to my own hair with scissors.
Dear readers, I ask you: which is better - my interpretation of gorgeous, or mum's? Cos yeah, she got to me after. To 'fix it' she said.
My hair with it's nearly four years of growth (it's not exactly fast growing), au natural (aka unbrushed):
And after my own brand of styling (I can't figure out why they're calling me Joe Dirt now [and PS that hairbrush is totally a microphone]):
Then mum had her turn (also known as the "YUM - pizza!!" pics):
I took to my own hair with scissors.
Dear readers, I ask you: which is better - my interpretation of gorgeous, or mum's? Cos yeah, she got to me after. To 'fix it' she said.
My hair with it's nearly four years of growth (it's not exactly fast growing), au natural (aka unbrushed):
And after my own brand of styling (I can't figure out why they're calling me Joe Dirt now [and PS that hairbrush is totally a microphone]):
Then mum had her turn (also known as the "YUM - pizza!!" pics):
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
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