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Packing (29/31) #1truething

Packing for a trip reminded me of the trips we took when we lived in England. Pre-M, we packed our bags every weekend we got and saw some beautiful places. England, your weather is crap but I love you.

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Moo! (28/31) #1truthing

A few decades ago, this was me. I’m grateful M has a chance to re-live my childhood and enjoy his great-grandmother and her home.

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Tenants (27/31) #1truething

We’ve had peacocks on my grandmother’s farm for generations. Glad to see them still here.

When we were kids, we also spotted porcupines and birds of prey. They’ve gone now.

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Choo (26/31) #1truething

There’s something terribly exciting about train journeys. Especially in India with all the clamor of the railway stations, the busy-bodiness of the fellow passengers, the stinky loos. And the food.

The views ain’t so bad either.

konkan railway

I’d still fly if I could.

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Water baby (25/31) #1truething

I can’t swim. I don’t know how to.

M just finished a 20 day summer course and he went from playing in the kiddie pool to swimming freestyle across the length of the pool. I’m impressed at his fluidity, his fearlessness. I hope it is contagious.

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Artist-in-disguise (24/31) #1truething

It’s more than seven years since I last painted on canvas. I miss it. Coming back to India seems to have killed that muse (although my Pinterest boards on art and ideas for painting say otherwise).

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Weekend 23/31 (#1truething)

The days are ticking away fast. Our two-month-never-ending-summer-holiday is sadly almost at an end.

Today – back-to-school haircut for M, scouting for school books, and a concert in the evening with Mr. R in the orchestra. I also took M to school for a sneak peek. He’s been thinking about going to his new class and that’s been scaring him (his words). So today we went in and I pointed out the classrooms and showed them in relation to where his class was last year. So now he has a sense of orientation and familiarity. The classrooms were locked but we were able to peek in through the windows. M saw the benches and desks and blackboards and hopefully felt reassured.

School is scary for most kids. I don’t remember being worried, just eager to get on with it for the most part.

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