Outside it’s still summer but come inside and you’ll notice; the autumn mood has fallen. Our days have been punctuated with sniffles, fevers, weariness and foul moods (mine). Yes, the [...]
photos by luisa brimble Surry Hills is south-east of the CBD, an inner-city suburb with a fabulous personality. It’s the perfect place to wander; passed dilapidated terraces, bustling cafes [...]
I’m watching hues of rust and ochre seep into the landscape; summer fades to fall. Summer was all about the heart, eating bitter foods to cool the blood and hence cool the body. Since I had [...]
March In March the air feels cooler, softer Leaves turn crimson red Then when they flutter to the ground We make a pile and tumble round Some fall on baby’s head. We plant some bulbs, a [...]
Oh summer, you’ve been exceptional. Last year as we wandered into autumn we kind of felt like we’d been cheated. We’d had a wet, cool summer and there just weren’t enough [...]
Ever since school started, Fridays have taken on a whole new meaning. This afternoon a tired little boy will walk in the door. I’ll treat him to pikelets with jam and cream and while he [...]
Six weeks ago we fell into a beautiful summer rhythm and I don’t want to let it go. It began one morning in mid-December. I got up early with Poet and she stayed by my side as I boiled the [...]
photos by luisa brimble Brooklyn is a little fishing town just north of Sydney, well-known for its oyster farms and river views. Whilst the marina, the local pub, the second-hand bookstore, and [...]
I have completely lost track of time as we wander to and fro, in and out of sun-soaked days (we’ve been reading Sendak). This morning I woke early to a tap on the arm from Che. He wanted so [...]
We were at the beach early on New Years Day, welcoming 2013 with its glorious blue sky. I like the fresh start of a new year, its newness and possibilities. I’ve been thinking about [...]
On Sunday evening I stood in the kitchen at 5:30pm, took one look at the mess and ordered everyone to get in the car. The ocean beckoned and I was so grateful for its pull; an opportunity to [...]
At the beginning of every season I drive over the hill to visit my naturopath. She lives in a country cottage that borders a small river; chooks, ducks and geese call the garden home. I usually [...]
