As the clock slowly moves closer to Christmas Eve and the smell of baking fills the air, I’d like to say a big thank you to everyone for making the time throughout the year to visit with me here. I am so very grateful!
Here’s to a very happy and healthy 2019!
My then four-almost-five year old son seemed like such a big boy. Then he stands in front of one of the fifty-metre tall Arc de Triomphe pillars and he is immediately engulfed. Even the swords on the sculptures above him were taller than he was!
For something a little different, with the children getting older I’m going to use the Thursday’s over this summer vacation to take a journey down memory lane, reminiscing about the traveling we’ve done to various parts of the world as a family!
Ever get that feeling someone is watching you? This is exactly how we felt a couple of weeks ago whilst we were outside. Although in all honesty they were more than likely watching the apple pieces we were throwing, not us!
As we were feeding a deer from our front porch to the right of our driveway, atop the neighbours driveway to the left, two sets of eyes were watching our every move. Not that they stayed there long. We soon required loads more apple pieces!
Atop is The Daily Post Photo Challenge this week.
From the moment my son was born, there wasn’t much he didn’t miss. He was always looking, absorbing everything. Routine is something he and I very much have in common. Hence when his sister came along, he was there for her.
What makes me smile each and every time I see this photo is how big brother was showing little sister how to open her mouth wide for her yoghurt. The yoghurt he’d retrieved and opened himself just for her. My darling boy was very hands on!
Hands is this week’s A Photo a Week Challenge word from Nancy Merrill Photography.
When I read Shannon’s Creative Photo Challenge this week was going to be WHITE I knew immediately what I wanted to post. Memories from just over a year ago came flooding back as if it was yesterday.
As we sat in the comfort and security of our Arctic Crawler, we witnessed one of Mother’s Natures most glorious creations simply being… a mother polar bear and her cub playing. My goodness, it really doesn’t get much better then that!