Last weekend we visited the local primary school's annual fete. Che was having his face painted in one of the classrooms so Daniel and I wandered around the room to check out the artwork. Amongst alphabet place cards and paintings of autumn was a big, bright poster titled: The Catastrophe Scale. Daniel just turned to me and raised his eyebrows. I laughed-out-loud and had to refrain him from ripping it off the wall and taking it home for our fridge.
Number 1 on the scale: "You dropped your ice-cream"
Number 10 on the scale: "There's an earthquake in your home town."
Now I just think of the words 'catastrophe scale' and snap back into a grounded reality.
The photos are completely unrelated...but I'm still reminiscing about beautiful Melbourne