Solo Saturdays

Most Saturday's, the boys and I fly solo, while Scott hits the golf course. He's a passionate golfer and I'm not, so it is definitely his thing. Although there are moments when I become a tad resentful of the many hours golf subtracts from our precious family time, they pass relatively quickly. Because I see how incredibly happy it makes Scott to play, compete, socialise and shake off the cobwebs after a long week in the office. He works hard and golf is his form of therapy. I appreciate that. And I honestly believe having separate interests keeps relationships healthy, it has worked that way for us over the past ten years.

Today, was a particularly nice solo Saturday around here. A stress free, almost enjoyable trip to the supermarket and green grocers. A session at the beach, working the sand whilst catching some rays. I am amazed how quickly Felix is growing. Watching him digging and experimenting, it's almost impossible not to capture those looks of concentration, shrieks of delight and displays of serious 'tude. We walked together in the warm sunshine and came home feeling tired, sticky and salt crusted. Then a pretty discovery as Angus and I raked and swept the backyard. My favourite bloom and resident creeper, has slithered it's way high up onto the fronds of our palm tree. Quite the sweet scented canopy adorning our little yard.