Friday, 12 February 2016

For a little captain's son

This Christmass, second one in turn we awaited with our next door neighbours who are the family of a Captain- who again was away at Christmass, which was in a way sad, but in another way hilarious as my son and the captian's son made sure the Christmas eve is unforgettable and full of mischief... We the women, and their daughter,  where constructing  a ginger bread  house and getting high, on gin and tonick's  in her tidy aparament -whilst my husband and both our sons wrought havoc in my apartament next door. ..

Any way tonight was the boy's 5th birthday. I painted a little work for this bedroom, a ship inspired entirely by I. Tuta's Stena bulk stuck in ice, but close enough similar to the father's ship- so he can imagine it being the fathers ship...   when he is away.

However on entering the apartament tonight- I discovered the Captain had returned- and it was his birthday as well as his sons on the same night.. Guitar, alcohol, friends children--- aaa its a house full and celebrating this evening ..

And it was so nice to see my she
neighbour relaxed, at peace, and  him greeting eagerly all who came, and their being in love. The whole space and time disotrion and those months in between seeing one another- seem to me to produce - a perfect state of in love ness for ever, and every time they meet again.

aaw.
you know I put in love above all else. :)

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