Just a short one to start 2014.
January the first was wild and stormy. I spent hours curled up in bed and then curled up on a couch with a good book. Later, the sun came out and we ate BBQ and sat by a brazier.
A wee skull. I must have been home.
Quiet Friday nights call for just a glass or two of wine, conversation, and crime procedurals.
Lyall Bay after brunch at Maranui.
Blast. I shall be better at this in 2014. I swear.