As soon as I had finished raking up these jacaranda flowers, I felt some kind of sadness.  Every morning I look out the kitchen...

Aye carumba. The cool cats at Desmond & Molly Jones have put together such an awesome menu of workshops I can't even begin to tel...

It seems lately that sleep evades me.  Frocktober has coincided with a zany, crazy, uber, super busy time at work, and I've been up ...

I've had three days in bed. Do you know how bored I have become? I sleep. I wake. I sleep. I wake. I blow my nose. I have a cup of tea...

Spring Flowers image via Johanna Laskey The other day I was in my garden, and saw someone out the front of our house - just outside our ...

I spent ANZAC Day emancipating the garden from almost two years worth of weeds. It felt so good. Again. I can see where I have been - I s...

Yesterday I had the great fortune of being invited to the debut of Megan Morton's piece de resistance: The School . Let me...

Matt and I are celebrating our sixth wedding anniversary today. Those six years have passed by in a flash. I might sound like some old fog...

To ward off the grey that has been this weekend, check out this little magenta vignette. Pretty flowers from a friend, Tiny's Tupperware...

Five of the best from our garden. Matt's grandfather was a mad keen camellia enthusiast. Winter time is as though the garden is alight w...

I've kind of gone insular at the moment. There's lots going on (heck, I'm sure that's true of most lives). I'm sure I...

It was just this morning when Tiny and I were on our morning walk that I spyed a fattened bee. It made me think about the minutiae of life. ...

These days, my hours are full of good intentions. I make lists of things I need to tick off. I get some done, I tick some off, and some sit ...

This weekend might have seen you wonder if I'm still walking .. Probably not, but I can always dream - can't I? Well, you'll be ...