on the street where you live [ part one ]

To dearest blog-world and those craving of a red letter day,

I am still here - I promise.

From now on, I plan to post one, two or three times a week (if you are super-lucky). I have just headed back to Uni and am finding my creative juices ceasing to flow due to the ever-increasing vice grip of educative demands.

Nevertheless, busy times still call for beautiful things and I often spy a smile-worthy sight in the mundane of my everyday suburbia. 

Here's a few from my weekend:

• Thought one: I was perplexed to see a beach ball roaming through a Richmond service station, quite of its own accord. What was it doing?
• Thought two: what do you suppose happened to this poor man's hand? And why does he have a white patch around his eye?
• Thought three: Which real estate company knows which way is the right way to go? I'm confused!

Have you got any thoughts on the matter?
P.S. I plan to make 'on the street where you live' a regular post and in honour of it’s first appearance who could go past Willie Nelson covering a song from one of my favourite musicals. Let's be honest though, I would probably find it a smidge creepy to have a guy wandering up and down my street singing when I have made it clear that I don't much fancy him (reference to My Fair Lady, not personal experience - ahem). 

Anyway, enjoy - I hope it smacks a smile on your face in the gentlest and sweetest possible way!


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