Lolling around enjoying the piercingly unfiltered Aotearoa sun (from the safety of our covered deck, with mad dashes to the clothesline and burgeoning tomato jungle). Awaiting the not-so-imminent arrival of this family’s baby which feels a special sort of honour, given that my much-less-green hands will (all things willing) be poised to scoop up the next bit of their familia. There’s a nice ring to I caught your family, isn’t there? And a warm reassurance that they liked your work well enough to re-invite you to their most intimate of family gatherings.

And from the family-bed trenches – this photo, which requires your utmost appreciation since one of the subjects claimed the flash “woke me up”. Lest I need to articulate it any more clearly: sleep is King, do not interfere with the Sleep for any reason, whatsoever, not fire, nor flood nor uprising. See? You’d better enjoy the photo. . .

Lastly – yesterday, this lid was immoveable to the under-2 set. Utterly confounding in its screw-top firmness. Yesterday.