This film so accurately captures the light and ambiance of that morning in Michelle’s kitchen. I love its lyrical quality; its sense of nostalgia. I love that Daniel can tell a [...]
I feel like I’ve wandered from my path a little. Perhaps it’s the post-holiday slump that hasn’t quite lifted or the weeks tied to the keyboard in an effort to make deadline. I [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: “This is the best dressing gown I have ever had in my life.” It’s the only dressing gown [...]
In utero she was comforted by the rhythm of my heart. As a newborn I held her to my chest, inhaling her exhalation as she curled in. Now, almost nine-months-old, I carry her close as we wander; [...]
It’s all coming together and it’s been so much fun. Starting with a blank canvas was a little overwhelming so I used Poet’s quilt as a guide. I also reminded myself that just [...]
I’m on the tail end of the housekeeping. Thank goodness! Che moved into the office, Poet’s things are in Che’s old room (she still sleeps in our bed) and the office moved [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Honest captures that so aptly describe my children this week. All credit goes to Tim; who never fails to photograph life [...]
Tea-stained autumn leaves have crept into the maker and lie huddled together in corners. The tracks from the old jam factory were uncovered during renovations – plum stones still visible in [...]
We stumbled into Hobart in a Kia Grand Carnival with 70kg of luggage and two tired children. We had risen at 4.30am that morning, unpacked our suitcase at the airport because it was too heavy, [...]
At 5.43 this morning my little boy stroked my cheek and wished me a happy birthday. He snuggled up beside me, his cold limbs curled into my warmth and we lay there dozing for a few minutes before [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Ice-cream in China (he always forgets to say China-town, hence most people think we’ve been to China [...]
The guys from A Common Ground know how to create an unforgettable event (even if they confess to being pretty bad at organising anything). Under the apple trees at Fat Pig Farm we snacked on [...]
