Mira Matar

Dropping you off at preschool  AK having just entered into his daytime sleep. Back, and trying the autumn boots on for size. AK having just woken up. 💗💗💗 Omran Matar  Dad

Morning air being taken in. AK decided to join; and he decided that the only attire he needed was his set of gumboots. Sit-to chatting, as AK looks to lock yours truly out of the house Whilst at the 'linyaika' event (that is, the opening assembly and concert for the new academic year) at your sister's college, it was heartwarming to see her smiling and laughing with her friends. So too, seeing You and AK embrace upon your return from preschool. Some corn? Some sharing. 💖💖💖 Omran Matar  Dad 

Hug-bye. Breaking bread with Artyom, at preschool. Early dessert, at home. Late afternoon screen play. 💗💗💗 Omran Matar  Dad

Crossing the chasm. Beyond the bounds. Yoh, Yoh, Yoh. 💖💖💖 Omran Matar  Dad

Ready to roll! True countryside originals. Local art, using hay whilst the sun shines. Someone's place of upbring. Unknowns in their all-too-known world. The installations appeared every few kilometres Roadside raspberry sales!.. plus crisp cucumbers. The boys were knocked out; and the girls were off to savour the animals. After waking, we went to pick them up. Into the city centre for a bite. Not on the Veranda, but rather at... ...& in. Off to The Octopus Cafe for dessert. Back to part two of the Animal Park. Shall we? No doubt. Hello you. It was love at first bite. And pat. Beast. Deer-hunter. Who's this beauty approaching us. How blessed we are. Deer oh deer! Connecting. With palpable joy. ❤️ 💗💗💗 Omran Matar  Dad

Apples and pears from the garden. A new pet for the home. Surprising Emilia with a call, as our mutual Sergei dropped in. Making the outdoor tables more ornate. Our favourite.. Plums from.the garden. Bye-bye Uncle Sergei. The perfect unwind. 💗💗💗 Omran Matar  Dad