a book of days

Never trust anyone whose TV is bigger than their book shelf - Emilia Clarke i am completely—and unapologetically—someone

the day after leap day, morning sunlight filtering through the trees, making the undersides of the boughs shine golden. long-limbed

These summer days, spent outdoors, blessed by sunlight and embracing outdoor pursuits. Weekends with chores swiftly accomplished, then adventures close

every spring i’m excited for the return of the pīpīwharauroa // shining cuckoo. their distinctive melody is a harbinger for

i very rarely like photographs of myself—except when i’m underwater. i am certain that i have more photos

these past few days, the tide at our place has been perfectly timed for swims at high tide before breakfast.

Hello Wednesday. Hello friends. I’m thinking about clothing for slow days. Ones in which i can sit and meditate,

fuji xt-3 fitted with a plastic lens