
With everyone still not feeling quite well, we had a home day again yesterday. We’d already watched enough tv, we didn’t really have enough energy…

I’m surrounded by sick babies and piles of washing, so I’m flying through very quickly to show you this hat (and a very truculent Bear)…

That is the sound of the clock ticking the moments away, as the dolls quilt swap deadline nears. I’m close, so very close, but at…

I feel like I’ve had a productive week – not that you’d know it from what I found in my instagram feed… Come join the…

HOW IT WORKS: Blog up to five songs between Saturday lunchtime and Sunday lunchtime in your local timezone. Any theme. Any reason. Doesn’t matter. You…

Butterfly was napping, Boy2 was curled up with a book resting and so I sneaked into the studio and pulled a photo from the pile….

The pounding of feet on cement echoed around the tunnel, a low rhythm barely audible above the pounding beat coming from the earphones, as…

The warmth of the afternoon sun begged for an outside activity. Boy2 begged for craft. Three pieces of paper, four bottles of paint, three sets…

Poor little Boy2, he “has a coss” – after a long night of croupy barking, he seemed improved this morning, but by morning tea time,…

I pull the doors apart, and step out on the deck, taking the view of the valley. I lean over the side, and as I…