autumn beach jaunts

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 [...]

17/52

“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, [...]

simple pleasures

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 [...]

16/52

“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 [...]

together again

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 [...]

it’s almost tomorrow

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 [...]

15/52

“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 [...]

slow blogging

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 [...]

14/52

“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 [...]

indian summer

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 [...]