there finally is
a pastry chef in the house
there finally is
a pastry chef in the house
les grandes manifs
The sign reads
we can go now . sid said it needs a w. (matchin prowtest
the holiday that almost was and the holiday that will be.
packed the car last night and this morning to meet with friends and their children at the beach. the house wss booked for three nights.
just for peace of mind tested everybody for covid before to go.
unpacked the car.
bought the mariokart update.
fuck covid.
turtle + timelapse
where I park my car in the early hours
the house of the peculiar pet.
every friday the girls play the boys. yesterday they fought and fought in defense, and even scored a goal. they lost 3-1. this is how the boys scored their third goal.
some old school entertainmenent
conjuring up spring with an old friend
soccer by night, football/netball by day, one minute of Zsuzsa’s game, and different angles of the same tree.
erlicheer – we’ll get through yet another winter. 💪
a snap of the childrenless house
Zsuzsa went to Melbourne today, to watch with her football team and 75 thousand other people the big game of the week at the MCG (Melbourne lost). Sid dropped for her at my place her school bag, while I was at work. so it happened that coming home after a long working day I found this note on the table. love is such a precious asset.
more football. more cold weather fun.
friday nights soccer training.
what it looks like.
what it sounds like.
Jean, exactly 3 years ago.