Friday, December 11, 2009

Infusions.

The JB drive up.


Looking good, mum!


That was quite a workout.

A needed laugh and massage.
Haha. Great to see my mum laugh out and enjoy.
Transit to a little London for awhile.

Charcoal Kiss to cure.

Reflections, Muse 2009' @ RP TRCC.








Part of celebrating our two years, thanks love.

Dafted and reflected by - Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. at 12/11/2009 11:00:00 AM

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