- Away from the deep water, Poppet. Sprocket hauls his sister from the waters edge.
-Baby bump, week 26. Hard to believe there's three months to go!
-"I'm going to catch a mer-boy in my net!" Poppet chasing Sprocket.
-Poppet with her fishing rod. She rarely holds it for more than five minutes, but she likes the idea of it. A bit like me, really.
-Sprocket, about to plunge in with his net. He's happy to chase fish with his net for hours.
-Paperbark on the track back.
-Poppet, walking along the track.
-Our scorched back garden lawn, with fallen, cooked apples. I need to gather up the not-so-cooked windfall and make a crumble.
-Apples still on the tree.
We're taking things very slowly in the lead up to school and uni starting back. Sleep times and wake-up times are flexible. Pyjamas are staying on a very long time. Everything changes next week, but this week is the time for lazing.
Joining with the lovely Em of The Beetle Shack for sun-faded moments from our week.