One thing I failed to mention yesterday about the castellers, it isn't a sport for people with personal space issues. Just saying.
Now I am not exactly a fashionista to say the least, but somehow the stroller/smoking combo mixed in with the long knitted hoody, leggings and sl*t boots is not a look I would aim for.
Sorry for the blurred photos.
Mullet, big puffy mullet that makes you look like your from the movie Aliens, or you've got Lord Voldemort stashed on the back of your head and -my personal favourite - dreads!
A dread-voldemort mullet!
Don't see that every day.
Onto prettier topics. Roses from the garden. They smell really nice too.
And there are lots and lots of them.
In the mountains a few days ago I noticed these mushrooms emerging. At first they looked like they were planning on being fairly normal mushrooms, then today they looked like this! Weird mushroom-y hatchlings emerging.
Nearby was a fully inflated one.
Think their edible?
PS, a warning, the photo after this one, while not gory, might make you kind of squirm.
Youngest today managed to stand on a tack. When I have done this, it just sort of hung on there by a quarter of a millimeter. Youngest is much more accomplished.
Love having a 24 hour fully free medical center less than a five minute walk away.
I'da taken it out myself, but she really didn't want me to. She figured they might use some of that anaesthesia stuff, you know.
Seemed reasonable to me.
Not a drop of blood and it didn't hurt that much, I'm told.
Does kinda make your toes curl up to think about it though, doesn't it.
and Mom, she's just fine.