A walk beneath the trees by the creek is a fine way to smooth the transition from day to evening, especially in the company of a friend. There's something about walking and talking that makes the conversation more honest and open and rewarding. I took the photo on my way home, hence only my shadow,
I love being able to bat ideas around like tennis balls. Most of the time they go over the net, other times under, and there are a few that go over the fence never to be seen again. Playing the conversation game cannot be done alone - it must be a collaboration. It is one
In the last 24 hours I've heard three pieces of important good news from friends. One of those things means big change and the other two are a big relief for those involved. There's a deep-down, quiet peace that comes with hearing those thing - that my friends are alright, that things are going to
I'm in the middle of peeing this afternoon when the doorbell rings. By the time I've pulled my pants up and opened the door, there's nobody there, but a lovely box on the doorstep. It's a delicious box of cheese and nibbles from Vegas & Rose, a birthday present from my lovely friend Karen. The
My gorgeous friend Libby dropped around this afternoon with a care package for me, as I've got the flu and been stuck at home for a week. It's always lovely to see her, but particularly so since I haven't seen anyone since Monday. We chatted for a while with the window open, me inside the
My lovely friend Cecily came to stay last night to nut out the details of a project we're working on. Drawing the Versailles Woman is a workshop we are running in the Shepparton Festival on the 19th and 22nd March, and in April in Ballarat. It's an absolute joy to work with Cec because she's
I'm staying with some gorgeous friends and my ceiling has glow-in-the-dark planets, stars and other celestial features. They were quite popular in the 90s to brighten up bed time. I always like a dark room and never quite understood why people liked them, but now as a big grown-up, I find them quite enchanting, in
Mojito: mint, lime, soda, white rum, sugar. Summer in liquid form.
Sunshine, sand and smiles.Fish & Chips and icecream.Reading, eating, wandering.Kids, friends and seagulls.Sand, surf and sleeping in. This is not my boat.
Here's a little poem from Eleanor Lerman, a new discovery sent my way by a gorgeous friend. It made me smile and I hope it does the same for you. Starfish This is what life does. It lets you walk up to the store to buy breakfast and the paper, on a stiff knee. It
