Sepia Tone Loving

I was looking through old photo albums yesterday, to make sense of my life. Put the puzzle pieces together.

No, not really. It had no profound ulterior motive. Just for good old time's sake - not that time now is any less good. In fact, what's with "the good old time"?

Here are bits and bobs, bits and bats, - whatever you may choose to call it - of my early years I wish to share with you. Be inspired, not sure why, but why not?

You are allowed to go "aww", yes yes.

Tuscan light

Ilago - pre little brother time

Family reunions always encompass some kind of odd dimension - that day, we were sailors, much to my amusement

Apparently, I sung myself to sleep every night. I still know how to plonk the piano just as well - only now I use two fingers

Passive cross-country skiing

I heard my calling at a very early age

Those boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do

Always go against the flow

Eden; I was there. Eating blueberries.

Peeing is always more interesting when done in exotic places

Conversing with my next door neighbours

... not sure what I was looking for, or telling my sister about

Gelato on the doorstep

Hours of fun in the garden

Monkey see

Monkey do

On partageait la même eau sale...

Forget barbie dolls and co