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
It’s Autumn, it’s October, one of my favourite months of the year. It’s always been a lucky one for me. I’m soaking up all the goodness of mustard coloured jumpers and fall leaves. It’s finally the start of the festivities.
At the end of this month Autumn will officially start, but you can already feel the seasons turning. The air is cold and the light is more subdued. I’ve already got my wooly jumpers out and Arlo is dressed in knitted cardigans and leggings.
It’s another grey day. The clouds have swarmed the sky and the air is sticky, like a storm is looming, but it hasn’t actually struck our little village yet. It has been like this all week so far.