Spring is all light and colour but there’s still pockets of shade that create beautiful contrast. / wisteria that grows along our street; delicate and sprawling and willowy / a rosy cheeked [...]
this tiny pot of thyme is growing beautifully on the table; simple, cheap, edible decoration Live a less-distracted life : embrace the seasonal clean as a ritual, not a chore It’s the [...]
these photos were taken on august 9th; the day that I noticed the warmth, the day that we picked blossoms and jasmine, the day that spring arrived …albeit early. This past week we have [...]
pink blossoms; the onset of spring, a time of renewal Living a less-distracted life : slow down and listen to your body; recognise that it experiences seasons, too. One of the best lessons [...]
/ a little lion running wild in the rain. Her babaa cardi has been worn almost everyday this winter. / there’s only a few maple leaves left clinging; dots of gold amidst bare branches and [...]
I should probably start by apologising for taking so long to announce the winner of the winter giveaway. Truth be told, life has been slightly chaotic and I wanted to set aside a good few hours [...]
In stark contrast to the oyster farms, the winter rock pool is bright and, quite literally, shimmering. We all went down to the beach this week and come midday Che and Poet were immersed; [...]
The view from the carriage is always beautiful, especially when the train weaves around the Hawkesbury River, past tiny fisherman cottages, derelict sheds and humble tinnies. Early Saturday [...]
bay leaves growing in popa’s garden. I add a few to the pot every time I make chicken stock. I’ve almost come full circle with these posts. For a good few years now I’ve [...]
fallen leaves on a city street / bare branches, new moss / star camellia Come 4pm I journey around the house; closing windows and blinds, lighting pillar candles. I gather the wool socks that [...]
The sky really is that blue and it beckons us from the house, even when we’re in the midst of a late, buttery breakfast. The trees are shedding to bare winter branches; they drop star [...]
/ watching the water journey from the mountain to the sea. I’m etching a new relationship with him, standing my ground while we hear about what so-and-so is allowed to do/watch/play/eat. [...]
