Little brothers, little sisters, friends, lovers and everything in between. Gardens are a place to dream and think about the little things in life. Lora (or perhaps Fora??) would agree with me I think, her frock says bonjour and it was a bonne jour.
He says it didn't hurt but I remember reading that we can be selective about what we recall as pain.
He is on his way to New Zealand in September so was getting a sneak preview. I wonder if technically the interior of my house is still New Zealand? Or if it is not, where and when did it change nationality? Can a house change nationality. When I am in it, it still seems to be home and I am a New Zealander (it says so in my passport), but as my house has no passport it may be in difficult territory. A boat manages to fit into this strange gap sometimes I believe. I know when the first french settlers came to New Zealand in the late 1830s, they were met by the english army who told them to stay put on their boat on the shores of Araroa penninsula in the South Island. For the best part of a year they remained under French law but the law only existed on the boat. As soon as they walked onto land it was British rule.
She is studying theatre, I'm not sure if I was therefore time out or time in. I didn't manage to do a dance or recite any memorable text, speaking in french effort enough. Perhaps she was the performance today. I will need some advice on this.