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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Tiger fun at a little friend’s birthday party Poet: Teeth grinding in her new room. More importantly, look at [...]

on writing a blog

In those first few months of motherhood, as I navigated my way through the newborn haze, I discovered a community of women who were writing about their parenting experiences online. Five years [...]

the cost of living

I’ve spent the past few weeks worrying about pondering the ever-increasing cost of living. Our simple life is becoming expensive and it’s rather shocking to see the bills go up while [...]

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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: I see the teen. Poet: She clambers into the hammock and relaxes – womb-like.   52

stepping away

Last week, when the thought of hanging washing on the line seemed like a novelty, I decided it was time to turn off the computer and step away for a few days. Just like in Autumn I was feeling [...]

suburban excursion

  Saturday afternoon Bunnings trip with a tired Poet and Vampire Che (who wore a pirate flag but will have his very own cape & mask set come Christmas). First stop is always the paint aisle [...]

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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: “Look mum, the light!” – the night before this glorious sun-drenched morning I lay next to him in [...]

scenes

Glimpses of my morning: the violet view from my coffee spot, cleansing tea of camomila, lavender and calendula, a brown paper package. Observing the little snippets around me is essential to both [...]

conversations at dusk

Tonight the sun will set an hour later which can only mean one thing – summer beckons. I do love summertime dusk; lazying on the verandah before the mozzies come to visit, lingering for an [...]

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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: He dreams of travelling to New York City, Mt Vesuvius and then London.  Poet: On the table. Always on the table.   [...]

wool, paper, string

…and strawberries. Party celebrations left me a little weary so I’ve been pottering these past few days; drinking tea and catching up. Strangely I’ve also decided to switch the [...]