I am sitting here sipping coffee from my favourite cup, wondering how nice it would be if we could try everything without risk, or is it the adrenaline of danger that keeps us rushing to the next adventure? Before I ramble on, here are some tracks I’ve been enjoying recently:
Sundays are usually a slow day for everyone, right? A day to reflect, refresh and rewind after the week. Long lazy breakfasts, multiple cups of foamy coffee, cartoons on the TV, laundry hung up to dry and rays of sunlight highlighting dust particles in the air. Coffee stains the edge
Oh hey! It feels like eternity since I was here but considering how quickly February went by, it’s almost like I was here with you yesterday. Our little plastic village hidden away in the sticks, way out in the countryside, has been iced with a good blanket of snow. It’s
I started the year with a clear head and strong intentions. I had resolutions to live slowly, simply and to refocus my attention on work and being the best mama for Arlo. I had everything in line and ordered in the my head. I had my camera in one hand
The art of ‘slow living’ isn’t just about linen aprons and baking on an old wooden table, covered in flour. It’s finding the beauty in those little moments, it’s finding time to pause, it’s not mentally cleaning up mess whilst you make it. For me, it’s putting life into perspective.
December isn’t just about overplayed Christmas movies and carols. There’s more to December than the festivities. There’s bight blue skies on frosty mornings, lights twinkling and freezing toes. There’s short days, hearty meals and log fires.
Take some time out of whatever you’re doing, grab yourself a coffee and have a read about how we can control the use of our time better.