The much-missed Chamberlains
Then we moved away. If you were at the FHE and you didn’t see a picture of yourself, it is because I am a poor photographer and got you with your mouth full and didn’t want you mad (Lyons, DuToits, Hunters, many others), or I was in the picture and it was just too bad to be allowed.
So, when we came here, we had an owl who lived in a small pine tree in our driveway. I named him Mr. Peepers. He was annoyed that people had moved in after having the place to himself for almost 2 years, so he’s gone now. But first he left some serious owl art on David’s car.
The weekend after we moved in was Easter, and we had a hunt. Here is Sophie and our friend Brodie Mitchell frolicking about in the mini-orchard. Our house is through the trees on the right.
Here’s the best picture I could get of Ben, right after he got the last clue and found his basket. Believe me, he was happier than he looks, but he won’t pose for pictures without serious threats, which I didn’t feel I should do while we celebrated the Easter Egg thing. He could pass for 16 with that face, not eight. Will he be “over” the teenage attitude by the time we get to the teenage years, or will it be just magnified exponentially?
Sophie, Morgan and Addy, feeding our neighbors. Morgan especially loved the horses.