Breath, I suppose. We speak of breath. Attempting a space of time in-between all the other things. Christine and our young ladies headed to Picton to father-in-law's on Friday, where I joined them on Saturday, although back home by Sunday, given Monday morning was swimming lessons for the young ladies. Is this a long weekend?
The kids in the pool the whole time. Or so it seemed.
Wednesday, July 05, 2023
what we talk about when we talk about picton,
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Aoife McLennan,
Christine McNair,
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Rose McLennan,
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