Our weekends actually happen during the week -that's when we do our family things or try to get away.
It's quite good because you don't battle normal weekend congestion. It's easier to shop, park at the beach and travel. That being said, we are always out of sync with our friends.
Every weekend I still attempt to get into the spirit with the rest of the neighbourhood.
There are markets up the road from our house -you can find some very appealing junk on the right day...
Like...guess what this is...
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It's a teeny, tiny portable ash tray! Cute! A sweet lady had it on her stall sandwiched between lots of gorgeous curiosities. As I no longer smoke, this item is having it's only day in the sun right now, as you look at it. Go on, give it a wink.
One day, when I feel safe and can maybe clear the roads for a day, I'll get on a bicycle and cycle around the city with my kids somehow taped on the back. We'll go to Surry Hills and just be awesome as we stop off for baby cino's and cheese toasties. When it's time to go home, we'll cut through the park, the wind will blow my hair in a very flattering manner and we'll leave a trail of petals in our wake. This may or may not happen on an actual weekend.
Until that day, we can all admire these beautiful pictures from downtownfrombehind.
(via A Cup of Jo)
Have a wonderful weekend, Lucky Little Peasants x
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