Woodland and Bubbles
A walk in the woods with the grandchildren, who are staying over for a couple of nights.
The low sun is cutting through the trees and partial mist. The light is beautiful.
(click on the images for larger versions)
The youngest grandson has insisted on bringing his bubble mixture.
It's too good an opportunity to miss
Once again Chrsitmas has been an enjoyably relaxed affair. Over the years it has been honed to include all the bits we love while ridding ourselves of the things no one was really bothered about.
As well as being extraordinarily fortunate in having a roof over our heads, clothes on our back and food in our freezer, we also don't have to endure nightmarish scenarios of being forced into close proximity with people we're less than keen on keeping company with.
I hope your festive season has been as enjoyable, or if not, it has at least given you plenty of blog-fodder to write about
The low sun is cutting through the trees and partial mist. The light is beautiful.
(click on the images for larger versions)
The youngest grandson has insisted on bringing his bubble mixture.
It's too good an opportunity to miss
Once again Chrsitmas has been an enjoyably relaxed affair. Over the years it has been honed to include all the bits we love while ridding ourselves of the things no one was really bothered about.
As well as being extraordinarily fortunate in having a roof over our heads, clothes on our back and food in our freezer, we also don't have to endure nightmarish scenarios of being forced into close proximity with people we're less than keen on keeping company with.
I hope your festive season has been as enjoyable, or if not, it has at least given you plenty of blog-fodder to write about
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