moving on

This post is brought to you from a house almost-packed-up. We’re sneezing a little more frequently than usual (I’m inhaling eucalyptus and peppermint and eating extra garlic to make [...]

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“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet + Percy: she’s his little mother, carting him around wherever she goes. As you can see, he hates it [...]

embrace the new

Upheaval is imminent and as we pack boxes, navigate the chaos and attempt to maintain some semblance of rhythm, I’m reminded of the similarities between moving house and having a baby. [...]

home sweet home

We move house next week and as of 10:30am this morning, we know where we’re moving to. The road to this next house has been a long one…there’s been many house inspections, a [...]

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“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: she’s takes a good while to wake up in the morning; sleep eyes, cuddly, a bird’s nest on her [...]

scenes : in autumn

Thankfully work has slowed down just in time for our house move. We still don’t know where we’re moving to but it seems as if the windy road is leading us towards something promising. [...]

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“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: deep in the all-day-every-day crafting phase…and using all the sticky tape (ISO1000, f2.0, 1/320) [...]

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“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: running in and out of the washing with Che…giggling, shrieking, fighting – with passion! [...]