Catching Up

Catching Up

My current theory on the passage of time goes a little like this: it waits until we’re not looking and then suddenly speeds up.  It sneaks through a minute here and there, or perhaps a half hour or more if we’re really distracted.  And it all adds up....
A Country Childhood

A Country Childhood

When I was five, my family moved to a ten acre farm in the Yarra Valley. It was possibly the best imaginable way to grow up.

No Apologies Needed

There’s no need to apologise for sharing photos with no make-up, no fancy clothes, no super-styled hair. You look wonderful without any of that stuff.

The One

The One

Have you found The One? I have, and morning tea time is once again the best time of the day.