lying in the sun in the garden drinking alcohol free pear cider reading Northanger abbey and watching the planes in the sky
walking to the pub
camping at waswater in the lake district. utterly spectacular.
vast. i am small.
a beautiful scotland wedding.
i don't actually believe that we are having a baby. when he/she arrives it might finally sink in. until then i have a vague notion that something is happening and maybe i should write it down. according to my app - only 168 days to go.