Wednesday, September 11, 2013


post nap, destroying a few things she has left in her cot.

By the afternoon the sun was a dark shade of orange the smell of the bush fire out west crept into our home, the heat outside trying to make its way inside our tiny apartment, the wind making our blinds get tangled within each other & the fresh washing falling to the floor as the hills-host spun faster than normal.

Really just a typical spring days in Sydney.

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