You know those mornings when you wake tired?

I looked at my teeth in the mirror this morning and since the dental work last year, my nightly teeth-clenching has begun to make a small ragged mountain range of my bottom teeth. It's minor but new.

Note to self, must try to relax in my sleep.

I had an interesting project fleshed out and confirmed yesterday.
Over the next 2 weeks I'll be taking photographs at events as diverse as an African day at the zoo, through into Turkish homework classes, a Moroccan Ramadan reception, YWCA cooking classes and Russian classes.

The photographs are for a cultural guidebook from Antwerpen and I'm so delighted to be working on it.

And I've been muttering over a paper plan for the Rome project, trying to work out how big or small it will be ... deciding, in the end, to put no limits on it.

My daughter and I created a beautiful gift voucher for my photography sessions and Gert and I are working on a cafepress webshop to be launched this week. Miss Three remains the entertainment factor in the household and I'm still working on finangling the dog that I've decided I need.

Oh, where did that come from?
Gert has said no.
The apartment building we live in also says no but ... I've always had dogs, Golden Labradors actually and I've realised I have need of one here if I'm actually staying.

Henry Miller wrote something that struck a chord with me as I rode the tram home yesterday ... Develop an interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people.'

He's so right.
We all should.