Into the woods

The woods in our neighbourhood has kept us sane in the last few months. We’ve lived near it for seven years, but it’s only in lockdown that we started going to the southern part of it, and it feels like being somewhere new. There’s a homemade swing that we visit, which is ridiculously high as you swing out, and you definitely have to take a leap (swing) of faith as you go on it. If this had been near where I grew up in the 80’s, me and my friends would have been going there on our own, but sadly that’s not how kids around here are experiencing childhood anymore - which is a great shame. Still, I think Oomoo and his pals will have very fond memories of this place when they’re adults, even if we parents were there, lurking in the background and keeping a watchful eye on them.

Golden

The light was so good on Monday evening; I was cooking dinner and noticed Buddy hovering by the sideboard, and luckily my camera was within reach. It feels like ages since the light has been good.

The contortionist

Of all the places you could possibly choose for reading a book, he choose this one.

A thousand pieces

Seems like we’ve picked up yet another hobby during lockdown - thanks to someone in our street’s WhatsApp group getting rid of a couple of jigsaws last week. I’ve never had any interest in doing one, as I’m not the most patient person in the world, but I’m so happy I on the spur of the moment sat down and joined in when the guys had a go at a 500 piece one. Jigsaws rock!! We completed it in one sitting, and then swapped it with another lady in the street who’d taken the 1000 piece one pictured here. Even though the weather was great, the pull of the jigsaw was strong enough for me to want to just spend all day working away at this thing. Sometimes we’d get completely stuck, and Oomoo would get the task of finding a particularly shaped piece, and just by going by shape alone he’d find it almost immediately. Like Rain Man or something. My technique was purely visual, I could find where a piece should go by looking at the tiniest details, whereas Mr Famapa kept track of shapes and shades. I kid you not, but I was buzzing for about 20 minutes after we completed it (it took four days of sporadic sessions) and the whole experience was just so satisfying. Now we just need to hook up with more people getting rid of jigsaws, ‘cause I’m jonesing for one baaaad. I guess it’s official. We’re old people now.