A couple of photos of our Easter bake session.
Sleep. Sweet, precious sleep. I’m going to miss you.
Missing my Dad on Father’s day
Damn you, Coke, for catching the new parent experience so very, very well. It’s the cut between the pre- and post-parenthood living room that does it, I think. [via CoCreate]
A random photo from my scanning of old family negatives. This is Dollar, my childhood neighbourhood, in the midst of winter snow. This was taken sometime in the late 1980s – probably 87 or 88, I'd guess, and was the work of my Mum.
As autumn starts to get a grip on 2011, this picture makes me nostalgic for my childhood in Scotland…