hitting the 9 months mark.

36 weeks = 9 months

Just, whew.

Any words of encouragement? This, while still enjoyable, is getting tough.

xo brooke

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mile-high camping on film

all photos taken with a canon camera, 35mm film

me, 33 weeks, taken by tim

Film photos from this day.

xo brooke

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this weekend

rain.

more rain.

So I'm playing movies in the kitchen while I do laundry, taking breaks to scatter red oriental poppy seeds and coax the dogs outside with stale biscuits. I've been in kind of a crummy mood lately ~ it's hard (for both of us) when tim works his three 12-hour shifts in a row. I'm so pregnant, feeling so vulnerable and needing to talk. We fit in a little chat at the round table outside the kitchen door this morning, in between rain showers, and I feel so much better. In the midst of a bad mood, it seems hard to think it will shift, and in the midst of a good one, it's hard to believe it won't be like that always!

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soon I'll be out buying croissants

at the hotel, san diego, (babymoon)

canon camera, 35mm kodak 400 film

Awoke at 5am today, as I seem to keep doing. I stayed awake with the cat curled against my knee, listening to the birds wake up and watching fog roll in over the trees in the front yard. Another full day today, and it's going to be good.

I got my local library card this week, and don't feel so strange anymore as I have been feeling without a stack of books and audiobooks to peruse at home. I always wondered what it would be like to just stop reading for a week or two, to see what came up. It's not something I want to try again anytime soon.

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just a little time for you

somer

sx-70, polaroid 600 expired film

Looking back at some of the images I took this past week ~ a busy week, after which now suddenly my insomnia is gone and the rain has come to settle all the plants in and to make all papery things inside the house slightly wrinkly.

I'm not really big on crowds, even if I know everyone in them, and often at get-togethers I'm most comfortable finding one or two people and having a decent chat with them about things that matter. This polaroid was taken after the bonfire got started up and people were well-seated for the next few hours under the stars with glasses of beer and jumbo marshmallows on sticks. A friend and I found ourselves inside in the quiet and settled down on my newly thrifted purple couch for a good catch-up, with the moths flying overhead since we haven't installed any screen doors yet.  

A perfect end to a very good day.

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at long last

Now that we have the counter space, he set up the cappuccino maker after at least a year of it being in storage. It's taken him a couple of weeks to tackle the cleaning of it and make sure all the vents work but he finally did it and made himself a beautifully frothed drink this morning. He is a happy man.

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brown paper packages

One of the fun things about expecting a baby is, you might have guessed, the fun little things I make for him. Another delight is the special things friends make. In this morning's mailbox I found a brown paper package with amazing little presents inside, including the softest hand-knitted sweater for 'banjo,' due in about a month. How incredibly special it was to open this and see all the tiny stitches!


We thank you from the bottom of our hearts, F.


xo brooke, tim & banjo

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