The first week of the holidays has passed in a blur of small details. Observation is such an important part of a writer’s life
The joy of the first school-holidays milkshake.
The look on Mr7’s face – half pride, half terror – as he took his place on the hang-gliding ride at the Easter Show, All By Himself.
The horror on Mr10’s as we viewed the 350 kilogram pumpkin that won the ‘best pumpkin’ ribbon. “That’s my worst nightmare,” he muttered. Not a fan of the orange veg.
The tiny bits of tinfoil wrapper now decorating the Old Girl from one end to the other after the Easter Egg frenzy has abated.
That sense of satisfaction one feels having cleaned off the kids’ bookshelves and made room.
The wonder of reading a draft manuscript that feels as though it were written by someone else. Where does it come from?
What are the small details of your last week?
The small detail of this last week has been deep breathing. It never fails to keep me both calm and energised.
SSG xxx
I need to do more of that…
Our little moments have been lovely too. This is our first school holidays. I took little miss to the hairdresser and the look on her face when her hair was straightened was pure delight.
Oh, we love a new hair-do, don’t we???
Sounds like you are having a lovely holiday – enjoy it, it goes fast (kids had first day back, here in Melbourne, but last night we did a little ‘looking back time’, and it is amazing how many little joyful times there were!)
Monday is first day back for us. These holidays have gone FAST!
Tiny bits of tin-foil
*shuddddddddderrrrrrrr*
They look very festive! Or so I tell myself.