Suburbia
There is a house I walk by once a week or so. It’s a brown brick featureless box with big windows that always have curtains over them. There’s a broken pram near the carport. Often a big ugly sounding...
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1+1=5
I suppose it’s not the kind of thing that is ‘nice’ to muse upon. You can’t change it. Wouldn’t want to. But over the last month or so I have been wondering what the hell I was thinking having a second...
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Tired Old Tuesday
Today I awoke after very little sleep, swam, took the Smalls to playgroup, annoyed Small Brother, blew bubbles, drank multiple cups of tea, yelled at Small Z on two occasions , medicated Small DB for...
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Caravan-a-rama
Lay two six foot people down in a vertical line. Add another foot. That’s how big my caravan is. I oscillate between, “Yeah! I love my tiny vintage caravan! I would totally be able to live in it for...
View ArticleBack to the Future 1
The future is always looming, right? Ours feels like it’s approaching at lightspeed. We had have decided to move out of our house at the end of the lease – 28 January 2012. That’s, um, slightly less...
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Just a day
Today was curiously smooth. Small DB woke up chilled out and happy. I took Small Z to kindergarten and then whizzed into the library and got an hour and a half of work done before heading home to...
View ArticleTwo hulls and the truth
It’s been a long time since I posted about what is going on as far as the Big Plan that hinges on our attempts to complete the Very Large Catamaran. To briefly recap – after M and I did up our lovely...
View ArticleHappy New Year
We had a quiet one this year. Less quiet than the last, but still didn’t make it to midnight. I have been reading on a few different blogs the plans and hopes and dreams that people have for the coming...
View ArticleThe first day of summer
Something that I want to remember is lying in the hammock for an hour with Small Z this morning at about 10am in the sun. I dozed and mused, while she dozed and breastfed. It balmed both our busy...
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A good morning
It’s 10am. The sun is already brutal although the breeze is still light. The day holds the promise that the wind will have the breath of a hot oven. The hum of flies, the rustle of small birds in the...
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