My hero, my husband, my best friend. A hero because he never "dropped his bundle" during the time of firstly being told he'd had a heart attack, then being told he needed heart surgery, when he realised he couldn't work in his own business in the same capacity as before, that he would have to rely on others for a time, that there would be a time of rehabilitation and times of pain. During all that he has never complained, or felt self-pity or done anything other than what a true hero would do and just get on with things.
An outdoor seat that was once white and was then painted black, and now the white is showing through again. Time for a repaint. Add it to the list.
Us together, in shadow form, snapped while out on one of our daily walks. Looking a bit like we're part of a map, that we are the sea and are surrounded by land, or maybe not, maybe just shadows!
On Thursday Girl 2 competed in a chess tournament, representing her school. It was fabulous to watch the concentration on the childrens faces, to hear the constant clicking of the timing machines and to see the glee on their faces if they won. There were long rows of tables, with lots of games happening all at once. Girl 2 came home as part of the winning team and is off to the State Tournament later in the year, in Melbourne.
Favourite. Lindt. No more to be said really.
This is the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning. My bedside table with lamp, photo, bowl of trinkets and my wedding rings on a shell. Love that there is no clock. I wake up with the sun.
Thanks for looking, and reading to the end.
Have a fabulous weekend and take some photos!