10/52

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Getting the woollens out in preparation for Tasmania. Che: When he put his beanie on I saw a much older boy. It scared [...]

burst

I went searching for colour on the weekend and found it in bursts around the home. It was heartbreaking to sit at the computer as big, happy sun-rays made their way across the backyard but the [...]

9/52

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” It rained a lot this week. Grey skies, little light. Che: Daydreaming. Reminds me so much of this time, when I was [...]

’round here

1. Kitchen windowsill: soy sauce bottle from Tokyo, succulent, gooseberry, hand-soap 2. Wispy curls. I forgot to write in my letter that when you get sick and you’re breastfeeding and then [...]

8/52

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: B5! Getting creative with cardboard, the best kind of toy. Poet: Broccoli! She loves her food (a complete [...]

a letter

Every Thursday morning I teach a Mums and Bubs yoga class. Every Thursday morning I talk to  women who are deep in the blurry space that is new motherhood. They talk about sleepless nights, lack [...]

down in the woods

I was making dinner the other night when Che asked if he could go for a walk. Daniel promptly grabbed his camera and they went exploring down a well-known trail in the woods near our house. [...]