Lying on the grass, underneath a huge old oak tree, listening to the smalls playing. The Doctor and Matt climbing the branches, negotiating each carefully, and Tiny, she just runs away, to the bandstand, back she goes, climbing those stairs. And I lie on the grassy green, enjoying a spectacular Spring-ish day. This is life. This is living.
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Goodbye frosty mornings, icey cars and cloudy days! Break out the sunshine and ice cold beers.
beautifully said x
It IS the life Lexi. xx
Bottom. Way too many sleeps til the weekend...
we have a picture just like that one in our home. exactly. from a visit under a tree with andrey. i'd just announced to him that we were going to have a baby. we laid on our backs and he said, "even the trees don't look the same, now" and they didn't.
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this was beautiful. thanks for sharing your family with us. love, lindsay
yes it is...
It is always so refreshing to read your lovely posts and see things through your eyes. Thanks for this. :)
Heavenly.
There used to be a huge oak tree in the garden at my grandmother's house. My dad and uncle used to climb it, then my cousins used to climb it and then I used to climb it. Sadly my grandmother is no longer with us, so no climbing the huge oak tree for the smalls :( But thanks for lovely memories.
Caleb and Glen are climbers too, thankfully not fallers though. Thanks for sharing those fleeting moments
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