Marilyn Monroe Curls

While running the gauntlet between the school I work in and picking up my son at another school I saw out the passenger window a double rainbow, one which was incredibly vibrant and the other just a soft glow. Now I then had the choice of pulling over on the country lanes, getting the shot and being late to pick up the munchkins or continue. I made the choice of continuing and avoiding village run mayhem.

So as I was incredibly tired after another full on day, which included taxiing my son to piano lesson and back, emergency fuel fill up as I was on fumes and a quick 3.5 mile run with a friend, I settled for capturing my daughter with her Marilyn Monroe curls, while engrossed in playing with the mouse for the desktop later this evening.

After a busy (not busty, as I believe I have been typing!) week, I am about to switch off, plonk myself on the sofa with a wee glass of red and chill.

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