What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. – John Steinbeck It’s cold enough to light the fire when we get home on Friday night, but there’s no kindling. We fix that later in the weekend, but for now I make do with newspaper and a blowtorch […]
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
+++ down the end of a little dead end road on waiheke is the sea scouts building. set in its own little bay with enticingly clear water and views back towards auckland city, this boat house on the bay feels like something really magical.
red i’m sitting in the ladies loo on the ferry, staring at the red door in front of me. noticing the grey floor with rust-coloured stains and the corrosion on the screws that hold the sink to the wall. my mind drifts back to our travels in the uk – specifically a long weekend on […]
the shape of us expanded and contracted as colleagues & friends moved in and out of our orbit + beach walks in sunshine & rain + lying awake witnessing the sky light up + rolling thunder around, and through, the downpour + bacteria farming: another batch of kombucha made from a new (to me) kind […]
dreams about birds nests and missing flights and the office i work in growing so large that our weekly meetings have an overflow room with the vp of engineering talking at people via a giant screen + cold nights and firelight + sleeping in + marvelling at the new machine we have in our house […]
+++ the multi-stop picnic dinner with my husband on friday night + a grown-your-own flower workshop, that also included being able to make a hand-tied bouquet from flowers i’d picked myself + a fabulous show in the city with friends – physical poetry + a horrible night of bad dreams, tossing and turning, the distressing sounds […]