When I gave my students a small film project to finish by Monday, they sent it right back at me and said they'd only do it if I did. Hah!
Well, I'm all for putting my money where my mouth is, so I'm at home today, making a little piece of...eh, moving imagery.
(Stills from it below.)
Happy happy Friday!
Maybe the ladybird below brought us good fortune, because Freja has slept through the night again, for the first time in what feels like weeks (but probably isn't). The bug was followed by the flu, so our little Foofa has had it rough lately. How good it is then, to be blessed by her big smiles and cheeky looks again.
Here's to health!
While the men are out working on the house (my Dad & my man), the little and bigger women of the house keep themselves busy with things like tea parties, making huts in the living room, watching bird television, snoozing, making spinach pai, listening to Pop Quiz on the radio (love!), and now, coffee.
It's a hard knock life.
Poor little monkey. It's heartbreaking to watch her little body wrenched in discomfort, tears streaming down her face, and all I can do is hold, and comfort, and wipe, and just be there.
The bug is visiting Zoo Payne today, and he's not invited!
Christmas is over, and again we travel back and forth to school, on dark early mornings and blue afternoons, with our books and pencils, skis and clothes, three pairs of mittens and woolly socks (just in case), lunchboxes and homework, messy hair and pale faces, coffee in a mug in the car, bags of shopping to sort out in a house cold from being empty all day (except for a sleepy dog and two kittens), the other cars sweeping past us, with raisin faces behind the wheel and dirt up the sides, and they look so miserable, a lot of them. But then, there's the songs, on the radio, they fill the car, and maybe they even fill us with the hope, and knowledge, or at least a faint memory, of leaves on trees and flowers on the sides of the road, of smells out there (and not the ones from the chimneys), of sounds of birds and insects, of sunlight and long days, and then, this time of year is only faint memory, a weird image of a strange and naked world, until next time.
And on it goes.
Current favorites: This lady, and this one too, oh, and this one!
We've been on the train! Love it so much. We took Bergensbanen to my Dad's home town of Voss, to celebrate my Grandmother's 90th birthday. Oh, and we stayed at this wonderful old hotel. How good it is, to sometimes go away a little bit, together. To sit on a train and play cards, or knit, or just look at the view, and to sleep in fresh hotel linen, and to sit in the bar in the evening, and eat luxurious hotel breakfasts in the morning, and then to go on the train again, and come home.
Zoo Payne is Mr. & Mrs. Payne and our three sugarplums Ronja (9), Freja (3) and Falk (0). With Billie the Wolfhound, cats Boo and Sioux, Marius the horse, a pair of cows, a band of sheep and a bunch of chickens, the Paynes live the dream on a farm in Norway.