This is my new favourite photo of Boy Z. I think it just personifies him. In motion. Hair flying (Enjoy that hair, little one. Male pattern baldness is hereditary). A cheeky crooked smile. A little bit feral. It’s just essence of Boy Z.
It has been kind of a lost weekend. Not like those that were [...]
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May my love reach you all
If you don’t understand him, an’ he don’t die young, he’ll prob’ly just ride away.
I want a wish a Happy Mothers’ Day to my Mom…
…and their Mum.
Because this raising of boys is a tough gig, even if they don’t grow up to be cowboys.
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I’m a fan of the original version of this song, but today isn’t about me. I thought my special lady friend might appreciate the Lucinda Williams [...]
Happy death men stand in line
During my family’s trip Down Under, my Dad and I were talking about future visits back and forth between Australia and the States.
“And when the boys are teenagers, I’m just going to send them to Florida for the school holidays. Let their grandparents deal with their hormonal butts”, I ribbed.
“That’s OK”, my Dad replied with [...]
Will I be with you or will I be among the missing?
I’m firmly entrenched in a post-Christmas/midsummer haze of test cricket, soaring temperatures and boundless little boy energy.
The holidays were…fantastic.
I don’t know that I’ve ever thought, spoken or written that particular combination of those four words before. But this year was something special with family visiting and a proper American Thanksgiving and a gaggle of young [...]
It’s that time of year when the world falls in love
I’m not typically a fan of the old fashioned Christmas carols, especially those of a religious nature. While I’m fully aware that Jesus is the reason for the season, I take my Christmas without much Christ. But for the past week or so, I’ve really been bopping along to Frank Sinatra’s contribution to the holiday [...]
Somethin’ filled up my heart with nothin’, someone told me not to cry.
It was an idyllic scene. Walking the beach at Carrickalinga in the late afternoon sunshine, the remnants of the previous days’ storm surge crashing onto the golden sand. My parents, grandmother, Boy Z, Timmins and I strolling along the beach, intermittently tossing a ball to the dog. The sound of Boy Z’s laughter and the [...]
All the kids want to be big city kids
Sydney really is the crown jewel of Australia – a stunning, cosmopolitan city abuzz with activity. It is alive, pulsing, racing with activity. It is gaudy in it’s beauty – almost unfair that one city has so much glamour. From the moment we stepped off the plane, our mouths were gaping in awe at one [...]
So in the end I’d like to say, that I’m a very thankful man
I grew up with distant Grandparents. Not emotionally – they were wonderful when we had a chance to see them – but physically. Our family was nomadic for much of the 70’s, and our wanderings took us far from my parents’ parents. What this meant is that my sister and I saw our grandparents a couple [...]
I’m no philosopher. I am no poet.
Nor much of a writer either. I’ve spent a couple of days trying, and failing, to figure out the best way to write about what was a wonderful weekend. I’ve given up. And decided to let my handy little point and shoot, which spent the weekend in my pocket, tell you instead.
Friday:
Boy Z came to ‘work’ with [...]
Game Day: Swallowing the ocean edition
Formerly Fun’s Chris suggested posting a side-by-side shot of Boy Z and Not Max. Everyone who has seen Not Max remarks on how much he looks like his brother, so I thought it would be an interesting experiment. I went one step further and put them in the same outfit. Both photos were taken at [...]
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