The Art Of Flying / by Emily Ellis

We have these great friends with an airstrip on one of their hills. A friend of these friends keeps some old planes up there. Every Easter Sunday they have a bonfire and invite everyone to come and hang out.

I’d love to write more but Clara is on my lap and will need milk shortly. I’m typing one handed. And if I don’t post these now I might never.

Happy Easter everyone.

I keep thinking how much my life has changed since last Easter. How I could never have imagined life changing again so much in one short year. But I did (it can!) And its trickier and completely wonderful.

xx Em

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