Soulful Gift Wrapping
Posted on: Friday, April 5, 2013
| Little Brown Packages Tied Up With String |
I have always believed that gifts wrapped with love inspire the soul and make us remember that the joy of giving and receiving is often found in the anticipation of the unwrapping. The contents of the package can be simple, but if it comes wrapped with care and imagination, the feeling it evokes will be treasured all the more. AND the best bit is that it doesn't need to cost the earth... here I used cheap brown paper, cooking twine, leaves, sticks and shells to create an autumn theme present. Total cost = $1.
Photography: Angela Steyn
Sunday Wanderer
Posted on: Monday, March 25, 2013
We are officially old. Yesterday we went for a Sunday drive. Partly so a small boy would sleep in the car, partly so we could sit in air-conditioned comfort on a hot day, but mostly because we just wanted to get out of the city and look at stuff. Yep... old! The thing with these sorts of outings is that you invariably discover little hidden gems that you had absolutely no intention of discovering. Our meandering drive took us to the little riverside village of Brooklyn, about 50km from Sydney on the Hawkesbury River. In amongst the rusted out old dinghies and fishing paraphernalia that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, we stumbled upon Hang - Nicole Ruiz Gallery and coffee shop. Heaven I'm telling you! As we sat on beaten-up retro vintage furniture sipping our chilli-infused chai tea and eating ice-cream with chocolate sauce, it occurred to me that some of the most lovely moments in life come quietly and unexpectedly, tapping you on the shoulder with a gentle hand to remind you that happiness and simplicity are the very best of friends.
Sleeping Monkey
Posted on: Wednesday, March 20, 2013
My little boy, you are a constant ball of energy, a
firecracker exploding into glorious colour every waking minute of each day.
You zip this way and that, darting around my legs with a ferocious lust
for discovery and a keen eye on the jellybean jar. Your grubby, chubby
little hands take life by the throat, exhausting every drip of goodness that
can be found. Then, like a daisy at dusk, you close up and collapse into
a comatose state of angelic peace. Oh to be two years old and on the cusp
of self-discovery. Enjoy the journey gorgeous child and I shall continue
to sit by your bedside and watch your precious eyelids flutter like butterfly
wings against the morning sky.
The Little Things Break My Heart
Posted on: Sunday, October 21, 2012
Once upon a time I was told by a doctor wearing a Rolex and a skiing tan that I might never be a Mama... now when I catch sight of my little boy's shoes left lying around the house, or his collection of trucks lined up at the back door, my heart breaks a little wider from the love it is so desperately trying to contain. These mundane things are pieces of evidence of a life I never dared dream possible. I would like to thank the angels for putting small, grubby shoes on my chair x
Hey Mickey You're So Pretty!
Posted on: Friday, August 17, 2012
| Vintage Mickey Mouse |
Vintage Mickey has sat on my desk, bravely waving at me for nearly ten years. I found him in an obscure little shop in Avalon, hidden amongst an old tool box full of odd bits and pieces. He has been my mascot of happiness, my cheery go-to-guy when I'm feeling blue. Mickey Mouse you have helped me find my smile when I thought it was lost - thank you x
Image: Angela Steyn
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