My daughter has something to show you Maxine. Keira decorated her school scrapbooks before she was lucky enough to see Maxine’s collages up close, hung on the wall, last week. As you can see, one has a contemporary flavour; the other is more ‘classical/romantic’. She has others covered with Miss Kitty, My Little Pony, and butterflies sticky…
It happened while we were searching for treats. Standing at the end of an aisle, I was looking at those helpful signs the supermarkets put up as a guide to locate products and there was the one I was looking for (‘confectionery’), when a girl skipped up to us, accompanied by her older sister. Keira…
We’re supposed to be eating a whole lot of lamb today, according to Sam Kekovich and the MLA (Meat and Livestock Australia), however I find as those ads grow increasingly tedious, they actually have triggered a sort of…weary defiance within me. If anything, they make me want to boycott meat altogether. I hope, with whatever menu you choose, that…
A strange summer’s chill passed over Melbourne this week, and upon this front my family arrived back in town. They’d left me alone for ten days; ten days of peace and time; of thinking and of being nothing, existing in this house. ‘Creative seclusion’ you might say. In the morning I would enter my children’s rooms…
Turns out I needn’t have worried about the agapanthus after all.
As Veronica’s post reminded me this morning, the nominations are now open for the 2010 bloggies. Now, remember this time last year when I said, “I’m not going to beg for a nomination this year (although that would be really dandy). I will play it cool and be above all competition. I will be the blogging…
I don’t know about anyone else, but our tomatoes have been struggling. I’m not sure why. Did they get too much spring rain? Is that even possible? I mean – just look at our garden this time last year! They were looking less like tomatoes than Triffids. And 2010? Well, we harvested for the first…
I recently bought this badge for fifty cents at a thrift store and attached it to the inside of my handbag. Hopefully every time I look in there – which is often! – I will take a little inspiration. This is until my son finds it, I’m sure, and he’ll decide it’s his to play…
