the weekend that was
matariki rising + the winter solstice
honouring matariki by baking christall lowe’s kūmara cake with orange toffee sauce (served warm
the weekend that was
tax returns + laundry + poetry in unexpected places + mia yeast bakery treats + chicken kottu from a favourite sri lankan curry maker
the weekend that was
waking up friday morning with a scratchy throat and panicing mildly about it being covid (it wasn’t) + wild writing
the weekend that was
flying south, wedged in the back row of a tiny plane + a house flanked by steep hills, suburbia and the
sway
I’ve got at least three adventure stories sitting in my drafts folder waiting to be shared with you.
Until
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