round and in green

In between the usual rain and dark clouds this weekend was a sizable portion of sun, luring us out and inspiring us to savour the light.

Finally with finish line in plain sight, we’re trying to celebrate this pregnancy at least a little bit, daring to document the absurd shape I’m currently inhabiting – admitting our eyes to the quiet hope inherent in the awkwardness and uncertainty. The roundness is quite pleasing somehow. And strangely, soon to be gone.

And, to all those wondering how Lowland I’ve sunk: yes, I am still riding my bike.

polka dots and spokes