Happy Birthday to Miss S and Miss E. Sixteen already! I blinked and my babies turned sixteen this week. How is it even possible? It’s a paradox, raising kids. Time moves at a glacial pace during the everyday mundanity, but it’s a blink of an eye when you stop to take a breath. To mark the momentous … Continue reading Sweet 16 x 2 and a Gluten Free Cherry and Almond Birthday Cake.
It’s been a while since I posted. I’ve been busy with stuff and nonsense, some good, some not so good. Good: I’ve had my ace Aunty Penny visiting from the UK. We did all sorts of exciting stuff like: going to Sydney, just overnight, just us two; going to Healesville Sanctuary to see koalas and … Continue reading Taking Stock
I came across this doll’s tea-set in the back of a high cupboard the other day, whilst rummaging around for something else. It belonged to my great Aunty Gwen, who passed away some years ago aged ninety. The teapot and milk jug are different to the rest of the set; they’re painted with little violets and are … Continue reading Afternoon Tea with Aunty Gwen.
Since my brother’s tragic and untimely death at the end of last year, grief has been my constant companion; at first ferociously overwhelming me, later following me around as I existed in a kind of emptiness, and more recently just giving me a light nudge every now and then, whilst real life welcomed me back. I … Continue reading Make-do and Mend.
Last week I had an Op-shop win, and bought this cute little cake tin for $2.35. What a bargain! So much more than a second-hand cake tin though; it was pure inspiration. It conjured up a vision of a lemony, rose-petally kind of creation, and I set about trying things out in the kitchen. I based the … Continue reading Inspiration Strikes! Flourless Lemon, Almond and Moroccan Mint Cake, and a Lesson in Moody Lighting.
I’ve always loved Op-shopping for all sorts of things, and currently it’s props for food photography, but second-hand clothes have been a passion since I was a teenager, and that’s quite a long time ago now. I think it’s partly the rush when your eye alights on that attention grabbing colour, texture or whatever, and your … Continue reading Fashion: The Op-Shop Edit