We clean right up when there’s linen on the table.

Jack hammering up the next stage in the redesign of our gourmet’ing zone of the Skyfarm gardens.

Here’s the doors of perception that my Morrison life has led me to. Huxley would approve, for it’s all been a Lewis Carroll romp down the bunny hole.

We’re just getting finer and finer.

A week of summer Science Camp and the scientific method is being applied to all and sundry. It’s all about dreaming up signature uses for quotidian items. It’s a big part of the artistic process in our family too.

Sandy’s all curly at the end. ‘Tell me about it,….” and then they forget the word Stud. They don’t forget those curls though.