Spring is upon us and I am feeling it big time. I had thought to capture a blossom-esque photo to share with you. I am forever driving past gorgeous trees in the neighbourhood and thinking I should stop and take a picture, but who amongst us can say they have ever driven their child […]
So I keep banging on about how much I love my new phone and Instagram. Bang, bang, bang. I know. I know. But I think maybe I'm a frustrated photographer and any chance I have to TAKE MORE PHOTOS, I'm there. And just in case anyone wonders what the hell Instagram even is, it's […]
I'm doing Fat Mum Slim's Photo A Day challenge on Instagram. Of course I am. I haz the iPhone! Today is "Every Day" and the above is what I posted. Day in, day out, it's me and my girl, in the rocking chair. I call it the boob smoosh. I would never suppose to tell […]
Running on the treadmill at the gym today (me! at the gym! TODAY!), I noticed two little boys out the window. They must have been around eight years old and each held a long stick in their hands that they were using to whack at the branches of a tree with the aim, I think, […]
I am aware that I may be the last person in the known universe to own one but that has diminished not a bit my love for this contraption we call the iPhone. I want to hop into bed, pull up the covers and spend entire days with her. I think she's a she. Whatever. […]
I don't talk about him much because he is a private man and I don't like to write about anyone who might not be comfortable with me doing so…. …but this is my dad photographed with my brother many, many years ago. I have always loved this photo. This moment. For so many reasons. And […]
It's stupidly difficult to get a decent photo of a person. Just in general. Unless the person is Miranda Kerr. Or Ryan Gosling. Oh, Baby Goose! Taking a photo of more than one person is harder again and if those other persons are kids and babies, you have a circus sideshow on your hands. […]
Holding your kid in your arms. Is there anything better? We are a very huggy family. Cuddlers from way back. Can't get through a day without squishing eachother tight. I've been thinking though. How long should a hug last? A million times I have had a busy kid wriggle out of my embrace. That's […]
