A few months ago I brightened up my wintry home with a pink peony that took pride of place on my dining table. Little did I know that it had travelled halfway ’round the world and, along [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: it feels like she’s grown a few inches these past few weeks…on the cusp of the next stage, I [...]
I used to think that book reading and motherhood was a bit of a contradiction. For a good few years there I was convinced that I didn’t have time to read. Or, to be completely honest, I [...]
I’m just like you – I have every intention of spring cleaning the home and washing away the literal and metaphorical cobwebs. I envision sparkling floors, clear surfaces, neatly made [...]
Everyone’s wondering the same thing: where on earth is this year going? In the next few days the calendar flips over to spring and we venture into a new month and a new season with renewed [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: picking rosemary flowers in mama + popa’s garden (ISO100, f2, 1/500). Percy: he doesn’t sleep [...]
Last week the exhaustion of long-term breastfeeding finally hit and I’ve been flabbergasted ever since. Much like the malaise of the first trimester or the sheer intensity of contractions, [...]
I spend far too much time thinking about the house we don’t own. Over the past few years we have created budgets, discussed the cost of living and outlined savings plans. We have spent [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: we spent the morning at the op-shop and found on a new hat and a fairy wand. Percy: his look of surprise [...]
An unintentional hiatus was just what I needed and so I return here with renewed perspective and a rested body and mind. And yes, it’s all new! I tried not to be too precious about the [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: climbing trees and pushing buttons – her favourite things to do this week. Percy: late afternoon [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Percy: his hair is growing, albeit at a snail’s pace. It’s smooth and fluffy and occasionally I [...]
