meditations on light
it’s christmas morning. there’s a tray of freshly risen croissants baking in the oven, nic’s mum is
a perfect day
i am awake before the sunrise, our motel room already warm, even though we left the doors and windows wide
halfway through and almost done
we are halfway through december and almost done with the year. there are currently 16 blog posts sitting in my
fan girl
Rhian Sheehan’s Auckland concert on Friday for the launch of his new album A Quiet Divide, felt like a
kintsugi workshop
Yesterday I was lucky enough to get a spot in a 2-hour kintsugi workshop run by railway street studios in
remembering paros (and a recipe)
it was 2007. we were on our way to the uk on a round the world ticket… always wanting to
postcards from the mangawhai heads clifftop walk
We check the tide timetable and the weather forecast and decide to make an early start to catch the low
nine small pleasures
1 // embracing winter.
this season of darkness, where the evenings draw lines in my day like ink spreading across a
vignettes
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
– John Steinbeck
It’s
city pieces
city piece (i)
pick a bus at random. ride all the way to the end and back. write down three