Thursday, October 30, 2014

DAYS OF SUMMER.


 The first of the warm days appear, and suddenly you can't wait for it anymore. Summer is so close, you can taste it.

Warmer days and nights, later sunsets, minimal clothing, endless salads, and - my favourite - living by the water.

The lads are counting down the days until Christmas, but for me, I'm waiting for the next trip to the beach when the weather is warm.

Are you waiting for summer, or even just a lovely day?

Sunday, October 26, 2014

43/52


A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.

Madison + Noah: It's the eyes. It's the laugh.
As a mother, I just can't get enough of them and love them to bits.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

42/52


A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.

Madison + Noah: It's spring, which feels a lot like summer.
The lads are loving getting back into their surfgroms hats and tees and hanging out at the beach.
 

Monday, October 13, 2014

41/52


A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.

Noah: Giving his best cheeky look.

Madison: Loving being able to see to the bottom of the ocean.

Wednesday, October 08, 2014

THE TIME TRAVELLER'S LIFE.



I know, I know. It's been so terribly impersonal here lately. There's the 52 project which keeps my beloved family happy with updates of the lads, but there's not much here about what's new with us.

What with kinder half days, working more, starting my own business, renovating a beach cottage... there just doesn't seem to be the energy to put myself into this space. I'm not letting you know that I'm quitting this blog (hell no!), but visiting here has ended up being more random than I ever thought it would be. It's just the last thing on my ever-growing list.

But now that the house is quiet, and there's some rare time for reflection, here I sit. Pondering on the year that is passing by too quickly to understand.

Yes, it's been busy. Kinder for three hours a day is not constructive to any sort of work, and the feeling of watching my clock has become habit. How I long for hours of uninterrupted time just to get into a productive space without the need for a pick up/drop off/appointment.

Yet while I say how busy it's been, there's been a little space for friends. Time to discover a new playground or take an afternoon stroll. Here and there are tiny gaps of peace.

And some quiet in the crazy.