Easter Sunday Brunch

Silliness!

Husband would accuse me of being silly,

and I, him.

and because I am the one with the camera

I have the upper hand

see?

Mornings

 

Bali – a noir recount of our journey

we booked a cab to drive us to the airport

we waited at my void deck

it was my birthday. i had spent the bulk of the night before staring at myself in the mirror

watching myself leave my 20s behind

we sat next to a lone traveler on the plane

was he going to bali on holiday? did he have a south east asian love child to vist?

was he there to escape?

we arrived at denpasar airport.

there was a scare – we thought we had lost j’s luggage

no matter.the luggage was found.

the journey

continues

we ended the day with a bottle of champagne.

i had by then forgotten that it was my birthday.

at this point, my black and white hungarian film ran out

we spent the rest of the holiday in colour…

chinese new year

my love

tells me that this year we’ll be all right

 the sky the sky the sky

here

 and here

time passing

don’t look away!