Heavy your hand on the small of my back
I catch your eye
And you make a gift to me of your soft smile
A wild and woolly weekend at Wilson’s Promontory to celebrate Mother’s Day this year. Hikes and wildlife and windswept beaches followed by toasty fires and card games and cheese and wine.
It was lovely to have time with my Mum who has never stopped learning and has continued to fuel the internal fire of curiosity her entire life. Her generous spirit and limitless love has taught me to be open and warm and kind.
When I think about the kind of woman I want to be, it’s no mistake I think of her.
Providing my daily lol’s
Pierce: I fell asleep in a sun beam.
Abed: Likely story.
Troy: Actually it is. I used to live with him. It’s sort of adorable