dust piles

he

He is drawing such beautiful circles lately! "Waaawnd and waaawnd and waaawnd." He doesn't need his crayons, he'll find a 'canvas' anywhere!

me

I walked past our old place yesterday. When we first moved in, it was a strip of houses full of funny, kind, creative people that we knew. Gibbon Street was such fun! Then, most of the houses were knocked down to make way for this noisy, dusty, ugly neighbour. They ended up building a wall between us and the construction site, which helped (mostly aesthetically, but it also helped a little bit with the dust and a teeny little bit with the noise.). I noticed yesterday that the wall is gone, and there's nothing but a bit of wire in between our old place and the site, and I felt SUCH HUGE RELIEF that we weren't there anymore.