Friday, 18 May 2012

The Tiny Gray House by the Sea

Mother, father, Sofia, and I all went to my uncle's tiny gray house by the sea to spend the afternoon with my cousins. It was a rainy day, overcast with clouds, which shortened our would-be longer walk to a gambol through the woods. 

A turban always brightens the day. 

Sausages and marshmallows

Zita finds a tranquil moment to ponder the meaning of life.

Cousin Amelia

Like mother, like son

Games of Yatzy

 and vertical Ludo

 All in a day by the seaside

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