The choir sang “Make me a channel of your peace”, and memories of Father Cohelo, the Franciscan priests and my childhood came flooding back. M’s impromptu rhythm on the drum took it to a whole new level!
Them ladies agreeing once more that I stepped out of a magazine. Can’t ever get tired of hearing it. D’s reaction on hearing my NDC response to becoming a mum.
A flower that blooms for a single day. Loved shooting it and other beauties from the neighbours garden after a long BBQ with the family.
Indulged excessively in alcohol, conversation and a bit of exploring. 2/3 were what the doc prescribed.