photography

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: so much growing up lately. I remember the giant leaps Che took between 4 and 5…so many changes. [...]

This blog is nearing its eighth birthday and as I plan a refresh and think about where this space is headed I’ve been taking a trip through the archives. My series on scenes is one [...]

I may be adept at simplifying my home life but when it comes to my virtual life…well, it’s a shambles. Copious photo taking and a disorderly editing process has forced me into quite a [...]

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: the messiest of braids, the brightest of eyes.   Percy: first dip in the ocean and despite his look of [...]

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: before she went into hospital I learnt how to French braid her hair. Thanks youtube.   Percy: my littlest [...]

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: her lashes are getting thicker and longer by the day. Lucky girl.   Percy: he’s really settled over [...]

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: a split-second of serious before she went on her merry way. We can’t believe how much her face has [...]

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: four days post-op and she is bright as a button. And she can hear! What a blessing.   Percy: sitting up [...]

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: she told me she was the mum and I was the darling. “Ok, darling,” I said. “No! [...]

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: this is how she looks at the end of the day: one pigtail in, one pigtail out, snotty nose, flushed [...]

Poet: content to play real-life house, she often locks the latches on all the doors…just for fun.    Percy: despite a little cold and his first bout of croup, he’s happy and giggly [...]

“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: a split-second of sooking before she wandered off to do something else.   Percy: he’s officially [...]