“Winter, while it can be one of the hardest seasons to embrace, has a lot to teach us about true beauty and wisdom. Stripped of her flowers, leaves, and warmth, the earth reveals her naked [...]
my favourite dish cloths/tea towels from small batch productions An obvious sequel but sometimes predictability is a good thing. There are two ways I can tell the story of drying the dishes. [...]
If you’re not a blogger you may be interested to know that I can see exactly what search terms direct readers to my blog. Lately there has been a distinct theme: fear of the third child. [...]
“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: looking so grown-up all of a sudden. Sigh, she’s almost 3 (ISO 800, f2.8, 1/1000th) Thank you for all your [...]
Gosh this week has gone fast. Just like that – Friday. I’ve stayed close to home for the past few days; it’s been largely unproductive in the work/housework sense but I’ve [...]
Mid last week I woke with a razor blade throat and it pained me to swallow. I admit, I knew it was coming; I was run down, a little anxious about work and the sudden onset of winter was a bit of [...]
“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: picking flowers (once again) in the dark, wintry garden. “We go home and I put the flowers in a vase, ok [...]
a fed up frown but a very cute elfin bonnet from typically red This week has been all sore throats, rain and ginger tea. Grey skies make for good stay-in-bed-and-laze-about days; unproductive in [...]
winter sun through the kitchen window / beeswax candle, fressia buds, buddha, hand wash and wooden dish brush I realise that to some a wooden dish brush versus a plastic one is a very trivial [...]
At this time of year our home is cold and full of draughts; it sits in shadow for the majority of the day. Regardless of how uncomfortable it can be during winter I adore this little brick house; [...]
white freesias with a subtle hint of lavender on each petal; they smell so good Confession: I’m a terrible listener. This isn’t a particularly good trait to have as a journalist; [...]
“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: as sweet as fairy floss with the pale pink wings to match. She’s holding a flower picked by our neighbour [...]
