There have been lots of early starts from around 5.30 am. Now a year ago I would not have believed you had you predicted such a thing but this ol' body clock has been rewound and is enjoying the new schedule. There is an earlier bedtime now (after many years of pottering at night) but also the experience of the lovely mornings. Who knew? It's nice to get some alone time with individual offspring as well.
Meanwhile here are some more gratuitous Queensland art gallery shots. On another school excursion I stumbled across some Grant Featherston and this gorgeous sideboard by somebody called Schulin Krimper. His name is almost as spectacular as his sideboard. If this stuff is in the state gallery it is clearly out of my price range. Do you think one might turn up on Gumtree?
How lovely that it was in a family home all those decades before being "acquired"by the gallery.
The old Queensland Art Gallery is a treat to wonder through. After spending a lot of time in the Gallery of Modern Art it is good to go back to some of the old favourites again.
Something about this steamy one really appeals to me. Perhaps it is relief that we don't have to do this any more and that even five loads on a Saturday is fine when it's automated. Mind you at least the laundry was sociable back then.
The whisked up egg yolks from last week came back as a rather tasty treat of blueberry, choc chip, vanilla ice cream. It has provided me with some pleasant moments of escapism. Everyone forgot we made it so I haven't shared this batch. It's my 9pm, late night indulgence.
What they don't know....