We're in Trinity, Newfoundland on vacation. Lydia is having the time of her life -- riding around in the backpack, making new friends, and laughing at the ocean: "a pool! a pool!"
There are many whales here, unlike previous times when we've come up too late in the year for them. There are also rocks in abundance, plenty of mist, and nice c-o-o-o-ol weather. Also, drawers full of knitwear in the house.
So Kate grabbed a Kaffe Fasset jacket, I put on an ascot, and we went and had ourselves a fake Rowan shoot. On account of the rocks and mist, you see.
She didn't want to seem conceited, so she didn't include some of the dishier photos of her, but I have no such scruples.
There are many whales here, unlike previous times when we've come up too late in the year for them. There are also rocks in abundance, plenty of mist, and nice c-o-o-o-ol weather. Also, drawers full of knitwear in the house.
So Kate grabbed a Kaffe Fasset jacket, I put on an ascot, and we went and had ourselves a fake Rowan shoot. On account of the rocks and mist, you see.
She didn't want to seem conceited, so she didn't include some of the dishier photos of her, but I have no such scruples.
