hope

Amongst all the grief and sadness there are little bits of hope. Like Sam, found by a CFA member, in desperate need of water. She drank 3 bottles…and has since fallen in love with a koala [...]

6th folder, 6th photo

Tag. I’m it. Lovely Fliss from udder tagged me to play. The rules? “Open the 6th picture folder on your computer, open the 6th photo and blog it. Write something about it. Then tag 6 [...]

i deliberated

There have been so many things I’ve found in op-shops that have had a rather cyclical life in my hands. They come into my home, stay a while, return to the op-shop. So now I’m more [...]

to be completely honest

And honesty is a good thing, right? I received an email from a New Yorker today – a mum, yoga teacher and photographer. She reads this space often and asked me why I never really talk about [...]

i counted the sleeps

Till he came back. I didn’t want to sound like a love-sick puppy so I decided not to mention that he’d gone. He headed to Melbourne for 8 days to watch the tennis…it was the [...]

dada got a mo-ha-ka

Yep, Che is speaking three-syllable words. And his Dada’s pride is palpable. Why? Because after saying the usual Muma, Dada, bubba, hello, no…he can say motorbike (mo-ha-ka). I [...]

oh dear me

I don’t think I’m alone when I say that I’m a little weary at the moment. Perhaps my reason is a little different – I’m not tired because of festivities or [...]