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“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: if I can’t find her in the house I know exactly where she is; pottering in our garden.   And just like [...]

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“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: face paint is one of her favourite things, odd looking garden bugs are not.   Only one more to go, friends. Now is [...]

holidays

I still have work to do before I’m officially on holidays but yesterday morning we woke and basked in the promise of six weeks without school. Come midday the word “bored” was [...]

peace on earth

Since Monday I have been both transfixed and mortified by the events in Sydney. As much as I wanted to sit and watch it unfold I opted instead to switch off and tune out. To wake to the news of [...]

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“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: a rare moment of stillness between excitable splashes.   I can’t believe we’re at 50!   An [...]

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“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: tropical summer storms have inspired after-dinner rain dances – every evening.    An InLinkz Link-up