We shook off the jetlag and went back to school.
We got back in the home renovations saddle, and spent much of the month with paint in our hair.
We tried hard not to think endlessly about the potential newcomers to our family unit. We’re still trying, and waiting.
The kissing drought which has taken grip in recent weeks finally ended on Mother’s Day. Thank goodness.
The trees have buds, and the evenings have light.
