pondering big life decision
so it happened that exactly two weeks after being hatched, and six days after discovering feathers, black birds qre ready to fly away.
good luck littles things, travel safe and please call again.
castlemaine, early morning
school photos Jean
school photos Sid
birds arising
nest report
staycation
Kryal castle, Ballarat, with Jean and Sid.
the knights, the kids, and Jean’s winning throw of the axe.
the black bird report.
on Jean’s bedroom’s green wall,
on top of the black geranium pot, in the center, there, a black bird built a nest, and laid some eggs.
they just hatched
this morning on my way to work I noticed a lot of mist coming up from the botanical gardens. so I parked the car and went to see.
arrived at work a bit later than I wanted, but with my spirits running high.
des fois, les détours…
“on verra si ça vaut pas
le coup d’oeil là-bas
là-bas juste un peu plus bas
on verra on verra on verra”
Paris Combo, Pas à Pas.
grand final, 2022.
the game sounded ugly.
lucky me I didn’t watch it, instead took Sally, Kynan’s dog – I am minding her for the weekend – for a bushwalk.
geelong won.
car park projections. new northern hotel, Catlemaine.
overflow at the res
a day in Melbourne. Picasso, the city, the friends, the beach and luna park.
a book Jean wrote at school.
Sid, Melbourne, the wallabies, the haka, and the goal that almost won it.
marvel stadium. wallabies 37 lost to all blacks 39.
Spring. a sunset. a tree. a dragon cloud.
a present from Jean. 100 per cent pure love. to open at 4.00 am (i had an early morning at work today).
a moon.
and going he kept
a very casual pre-race levitation.
how she sees me. #2.
red bluff, Sandringham.
pastel printing after hours
“the greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”
Eden Ahbez
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Alexandra.
how I see her. how she sees me.
a father’s day report.
I didn’t take any family picture on the day. so much love was given.
the presents Claire organized, the letters, the preparations, the two weeks Jean so difficulty held her tongue about the tote bag she had been preparing at school, the endless and shy love of Sid manifested through AFL football and dad jokes, the words Zsuzsa writes so beautifully.
there isn’t one moment I am not grateful to share my life with these humans, and for the miraculous opportunity I was given to be celebrated on this day.
the white night report.
netball report.
newstead won, a win against the odds, that sends Zsuzsa to her first preliminary final.
on the football pitch the magpies feast
spring is in the air and Jean in her garden
AFL coulours day
the place, the stage, and some pirate recordings
the night I came back to Yandoit with the Django Fretts. Claire came with the kids, I saw a few former neighbours and friends, the bossanovists were there too, and some curious locals folks.
it was a beautiful occasion, the band played well and the spirits were left flying high.
everyone I talked to afterwards was left feeling very grateful for the people who came, the people who organized, and the people who played – blessings shared all around, what humans do.
my former neighbour Richard took these recordings and allowed me to share.
now I don’t really like hearing myself playing on record, a bit like I don’t like hearing my voice on answer machines (I don’t think anyone does, really).
but long ago I promised myself to be as transparent as possible here.
so here I am, with the Fretts, bless these men.
❤️
benoit.
the state of the sunshine.
op shopping before a django fretts gig.
sid.
1500 m runner up. ❤️
jean.
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book week dress-up
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Thursday, 7.45 am.
“hey dad, there are two big ducks on the chimney!
huh?”
.
friday, 8.15 am.
“hey dad, do you like your self portrait?”
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working me
a sneaky Melbourne gig last night, remembering those days cycling through Macedonia.
with Stephan nocevski (trumpet)
& valentino grikovski (guitar)
.
also. a muddy game of football on Saturday.
some morning love from Jean. ❤️
a treasure map.
weather report: the sun, the rain, the rain, the rain, the fog, the frogs.
our lil bossa crew
father & son
a winter day in central Victoria
another saturday, another rec reseve. princess park, Maryborough. winners are grinners.
a night of Jean
Jean’s mid year school piano concert had all the classics ingredients.
the photoshoot, the sunset, the performance, the hi-fiving friends and the team’s final bow
on my way to work
strathfieldshaye
j is for jewellery
peaceful home times after our weekday 7.30 tv curfew.
me tonight
my grand mothers. my parents. and me. 44 years ago.
