of-late iPhone scrape.

In lieu of my relinquishing social networks, I'm going to try blogging more frequently. If nothing else, I'll write more sentences; maybe encourage some abstract thought that I don't condense to 140 characters.

Considering today has been spent doing a godawful job of painting a bathroom, playing with a puppy in the snow and drinking nasty rum, I thought I'd post some photos of the 21st century's answer to polaroid; my iPhone.

Dead-centre of this gorgeous, frosty sunrise, trying to stop a dog picking up and eating sticks.

I'd be remiss if I didn't post some pictures of snow.

I love our house.

It seems that water supplies are intent on giving me crap at the moment. Luckily, the external pipe is low on my list. Downstairs toilet, however, is another matter entirely.

A few rare moments where he's still enough to capture on the awesome iPhone camera.

Look at those legs. Since we got him, he hasn't been a 100% proportionate dog. Funny how all his body parts grow at totally different speeds.