spontaneous beach days will have to wait for the weekends I would like to tell you that our first morning back at school was smooth, calm and hurried-free. But that would be a lie. This morning [...]
seaside daisies / she does cranky well as she pulls on my new dress / I thought he’d be a bit tired of the camera – he isn’t When the tourists have gone home and it’s [...]
“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: she pulled a book out of her pocket and started reading before throwing it on the sand and running into the ocean, [...]
my friend Claudia’s beautifully curated kitchen shelves I went to a yoga class last night; left Daniel with the kids and a big pot of spaghetti bolognese and made my way to the studio [...]
I procrastinated for a good year but finally bought a dress from ace & jig; it’s made from the most beautiful cotton I have ever touched / Poet sucking salt water from her hands I [...]
“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: fully dressed and she wandered straight into the ocean. Happy as a clam. Dusk at the beach – silky light [...]
It’s quite strange how quickly life returns to normal. After our soppy airport reunion we ventured home to be together, because it’s what we missed most. The following day Daniel and [...]
Daniel comes home tomorrow and I keep spontaneously bursting into tears. I love an airport reunion. The past 13+ weeks have been such a big learning curve for me. I know that my solo-parenting [...]
“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: edging closer to three (and she has the attitude and tantrums to prove it). Perhaps it’s because [...]
the table with its odd assortment of books, old photos, little hands, salad, petals, shells, colour pencils and owl torch / bread just out of the woodfire oven Did you know that there’s a [...]
“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: a few times a week she falls asleep in the car and I carefully carry her inside; her head tucked into my neck, her [...]
I bought a few of these light, cotton “hippy” tunics before we went to Bali last year and I’ve just discovered that they make the perfect sleepwear / a very rare but welcome day [...]
