i am a white cloud, hanging on the line
jo, emma, me, meg, pen. photo by susannah
i still remember how it was when we first arrived in london…
uncomfortable places
sit with me. bend of ivy lodge, north carolina, usa
even as i learn to love myself wholly and unconditionally,
manual vs. auto
post-floral
inspired by other photographers, who look at life in minute detail through the viewfinder of their cameras, i have
as far as 1st dates go...
as far as 1st dates go…
sas rated it a 9/10 and i agree with her.
she’s a
labour and wait
i bought a fascinating book recently called the independent london store guide. it’s got lots of lovely quirky stores
sunshine
(in response to the four)
postcards from bristol
so, me and husband are both big banksy fans. and when we heard that he had an exhibition on his
a new name, the same journey
today, there’s been a name change here on my blog… it feels (at the moment) less like chocolate covered
the notgoodenough's
i’ve got some big stories {the not good enough lies} that cover me like many layers of clothing built
blue true
i thank you god for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true
