it’s christmas morning. there’s a tray of freshly risen croissants baking in the oven, nic’s mum is out for a walk and i’m vacuaming white kanuka blossoms off the floor. all to no avail as fresh dustings of blossom snow on the floor with each puff of wind through the open door. i light white […]
+++ I loaded the Holga with film a while ago and have only recently had it developed. This is one of my favourite frames from the roll of 12
Maybe happiness didn’t have to be about the big sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was about stringing together a bunch of small pleasures. – Ann Brashares
stormy weather brings the surfers out to our usually calm waters
sand, sea & sunshine as medicine +++