24 May 2009
It's been a week of shock, sadness and challenges. I don't have many words and it's not my story to tell anyway so I will be content to post some pictures for a while.
The mists of autumn have returned to our hills. This is the view that greets me as I turn out of our driveway in the mornings to take the children to school. The sun does its best to shine through the fog, its slanting rays turning cobwebs into strings of diamonds and dew drops into pearls. Choosing joy and light.
There's a life lesson in that, right?
In a similar vein, tonight I went to see My Year Without Sex (and as I typed that title I now understand why I just garnered my first porn follower on Twitter. Blocked quick smart!). There is an awful moment at the end when (*spoiler*) you think it's going to end badly but thankfully the end shines, just shines through.
And can I also say, how wonderful to see a film set in Altona, featuring a real family complete with slack tooth fairy, clothes airer permanently in the lounge room, nits and all.