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Weekend Ramblings

>> Sunday, October 25, 2009 –  , ,

I changed my blog layout slightly. I gave it a bit of a colour makeover, to go with the weather. Purple and Brown to me are quite autumn-y winter-y colours. Tweaked the pictures in my header etc to put in autumn plants instead of spring/summer plants too. I'm pretty pleased with it.

Yesterday Mikey and I took the long walk to the Farmers market in Neuenheim. It was a bit cold, especially when we got out onto the bridge, but we had fun.



That's the farmer's market in the background there. It was cute. I bought a few veggies and suchlike, nothing major, although I really wanted to buy some of the homemade cheese they had.




On the way back we walked past this awesome bookshop.




We went out onto the river bank here. Mikey laughed at the ducks going upside down in the water to look for food, then we were chased by a huge goose.

 

This is the view from the bridge on the way back. The mist on the hills looked beautiful.

We went into town from there and bought some bread from a bakery. I got some winter boots too (finally, been searching for some for what seems like forever!)

Sunday has been spent relaxing and playing in the house. Looking up pianos and keyboards online as it's about time we bought one. My husband plays beautifully, I play averagely and I'm betting that Mikey will love it. We want a real piano, but with the time and money spent moving the thing around and having it tuned we may as well buy a keyboard for now.

Time to do a big clean-up this afternoon, the work is never done.

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I am a 24 year old British stay at home mother to a two year old boy. Married to a U.S. soldier and currently living in Germany.

I have seen the Vatican from the very top of St Peter's Basilica, the mud in the World War I trenches outside Ypres. I have walked through Montmartre side streets bustling with people in the evening, gotten lost in the streets of Greenwich Village NYC, run through cornfields on the Welsh border and sat outside with a cup of tea watching fireflies in the fields of the outer Chicago suburbs.

I have held the hands of others through addiction, fear, suicide, despair and come out the other side. I have left everything behind to begin anew.
I have fought mental illness and walked through snow in the mountains of the lake district, England. I have explored the morgue in the bowels of an abandoned hospital on a summer evening, climbed to the top of scaffolding on the outside of a five floor warehouse to look at the city lights of Nottingham at night and I have watched the sun setting on the Texas horizon.

I have held my son's tiny hand through the plastic window on an isolette in the NICU ward. Walked, speaking only in whispers, through the catacombs beneath the ground on the outskirts of Rome and seen the fireworks over Heidelberg castle.

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