Waiting in Spud while the fella gets the shopping in.
Waiting for dinner.
Waiting for Mama to come back from the loo.
Waiting for bedtime.
Waiting for love?
There was an awful lot of waiting around for the tow truck, as we had to be towed in and out of the campsite. (Very long and pitiful story.)
Summer holiday at a log cabin in Andes.
Waiting for the sun to burn through the morning fog.
Waiting for the sun to come out at a Farmers' Market.
Waiting for the parents to arrive.
There was some knitting done whilst most of this waiting around was taking place - picture evidence will follow.
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