In my father’s backyard: a visual diary

My father and stepmother live in a small town, and I’m visiting them for a few days.  Such a thing hasn’t happened in years, I tend to visit my sister who lives in another smaller town (village?) not far away, and see them then, or if they come up to Auckland.  But this time I thought I’d change things up and spend some time with my old man.  That, and my sister has three children under 4, so I thought it would be a bit more peaceful.  I wasn’t wrong.

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