Friday, 22 February 2019


it's 3.30 pm.
i just made the bed.
holiday mode.
yesterday my daughter & I
did a shop crawl.
she picked out decorations 
for her birthday party,
i went a little mad
in the flower shops.
had to finish off
with coffee,
hot chocolate
& cake of course.

it's been a week 
of not doing much of anything,
which has felt like everything right now.

it's cold,
but the light that floods in
whispers s p r i n g.
i'm sensing vibrancy in the air
that's opening up the senses.

tomorrow it's time for a sleepover party.
she'll be thirteen
& i can't quite believe it.
for me,
a few more days of relishing
the light,
the flowers,
the coffee that overflows,
pages of a book 
that beckon. 

wishing you a lovely weekend!


Tuesday, 19 February 2019


“there’s something beautiful 
about keeping certain aspects of your life hidden. 
maybe people & clouds are beautiful 
because you can’t see everything.” 

― Kamenashi Kazuya


Saturday, 2 February 2019


in a neutral gear.

the chilly winds outside didn't beckon,
but a creative urge pulsated,
so I grabbed the camera
& pointed it around the house.

it gets the urge out of the system.
the urge you can't not obey.

and I lose myself 
in the light, 
the music, 
the coffee, 
the moment.


Thursday, 31 January 2019


since the last post,
the big white has just got bigger,
& I've caught myself 
missing the heat. 

the beauty of photography 
is its ability to transport you
wherever you wish,
to the quiet streets of pretty little town Pienza.
we walked its streets
at riposo time
after a week in Tuscany,
on our way to spend  a week in Umbria.

if you're feeling the cold, too,
I hope these raised the temperature
a few notches :) 


Thursday, 24 January 2019


some pretty exquisite moody inspiration
served up by Artilleriet.


Saturday, 19 January 2019


i put on my dreaming lens
& walked around the block.
 you don't always have to go that far to find some magic.

it could be the way the sun gives the roofs 
an early kiss goodnight,

lurking inside the pages of a book,

engraved in old walls 
that whisper a million stories,

woven in the the frosty fairytale world
of January,

 sometimes it stares you right in the face :) 

“And above all, 
watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you 
because the greatest secrets 
are always hidden in the most unlikely places. 
Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.” 

― Roald Dahl


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