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
in my element
taking advantage of today's gift of wild and wet weather, i head to oneroa beach for a walk
today's garden visitors
working away at my desk after lunch, i heard quacking outside, accompanied by a lot of tiny peep-peep-peeping noises.
one
weekend photo journal
01 nov // an early start to the weekend with a stop at a favourite bakery before a walk on the
the (long) weekend that was
in praise of slowness
weekends are a time for comfort and relaxing and maybe rewarding yourself a little. are there
the (previous) weekend that was
a date with myself on the cusp of the weekend — consisting of art galleries and book stores with comfy sofas,
the every day // recent vignettes
circular economy
a few years ago i donated my kinfolk magazine collection (every issue up to vol. 15) to a
