In the recent heatwave our garden has exploded into life. And by that I mean our weeds have erupted into new heights. I'm half convinced we have a final boss weed growing at the very pit of our flower bed. It's like a Dr Who villian, every session there's always a new baddie to combat in the backyard. This time round it's a broadleaf that grows upwards, climbing up and out for sunlight. I yanked it all out and now the space is ready for whatever new, wacky and wonderful weed will take it's place.
Rebecca and I are also in the midst of picking out a new colour to paint the bedroom and I'm once again blown away by the nuance in the shades of 'off-white'. There's perhaps more greys than actual colours in the rainbow and we're wrestling with finding the whitest gray, or the grayest white... I daresay there are more than 50 shades of gray so settling in just one is a tall order. There samplers smeared on all walls now and we've been scrutinizing them every time we walk past. The stakes couldn't be more low but we care so much!
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