I took these pictures one morning last summer when we had just moved in to our flat in Vogeltown. The sun comes streaming in the front room windows, across the coffee table where I ate my breakfast and did the crossword. I was walking to work most days in training for the 100km walk, or biking to work in my jandals. Then winter came, and Tiny, and morning sickness and everything changed. Now it's spring, and I'm over the morning sickness, and the sun is back. But we're moving out in two weeks, up the road and round the corner a bit. To our new prospective homes and futures. Me and the Postie to our cul-de-sac whare, and Chris in with friends nearby. It'll be awesome, but I'll miss Moffitt Street mornings.