Time
It’s something I don’t have much of at the moment. All my own fault of course… I like to pack things in, and I also like to soak things in. It’s a recipe for poor time management, very ordinary packing efforts, exhaustion and also not enough sleep (and if I allowed myself enough of the latter, I wouldn’t be producing sentences like that now, would I?).
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I want to tell all about my wonderful weekend with friends. About my too-late-for-a-40-something-year-old nights, my horrified fascination with clubbing and my random Christmas shopping effort on four hours sleep. I wanted to share our experience attending my very first Stock Horse sale and confess to eating fairyfloss in the car with my kids. I’d also like to somehow show you the incredible clouds spilling soft showers onto faraway paddocks as we drove homeward.
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But I cannot. Too damned tired.
Til the world steadies once more…
8 Comments
Leenie
The taste of your adventures is tantlizing. I am always amazed at how you can see the light on an ordinary anything and turn it into a feast for the eyes. Get some rest. 🙂
Mom L
Rest well, BB, and know that we will all be back to check on you tomorrow!!!
Nancy in Iowa
jeanie
I wanted something fluffy after all that talk of fairy floss and clouds. And go to bed, woman!
Kelly
Hmmm. Fairy floss must be what I call cotton candy. Yum!
Just wanted you to know that I've received my calendar and I LOVE IT!!!! I am VERY impressed with the quality and, of course, the lovely photos!! Thanks!
Hope you get rested up soon.
Jayne
Love anything you photograph, even the proverbial back of a weeties pack lol.
Woman in a Window
The world does that? Steadies? Really?
Let me know when it does.
(thank you for your kind words again.)
xo
erin
JFKlaver
Well, this is just fabulous. What a photo. What a gift. Love it!
Kate
What a beautiful photograph. Love it. And you've been missed! I have a nervous tick now. I check your blog several times a day waiting for a new post. I hope things calm down for you and you can have a calm and happy Christmas. Wait did i say calm Christmas??? That might be an oxymoron, never mind 😉