32/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years)

You both love cooking, whether it's helping Papa make dinner in the evening or helping me make breakfast in the morning. Here you are making scrambled eggs. You crack the eggs, pour in the milk, add the spices, grate the cheese, and stir. In fact my role has been relegated to hot-stove overseer, and toast-maker. 

31/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 ( 26 July, 3 years)

Alice: How long is forever?

White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.

29/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 ( 2 years 11 months)

This photo is taken in the foyer of our apartment building. A few years ago, all the residents worked together on the paper mosaic on the wall, created by an artist living in the building. On arriving home, I would walk through the foyer and spend some time adding tiny squares of paper to the mosaic. It represents a lot about where we live and the wonderful spirit of community in this building. It's a place where your neighbors know your name, where a dad will knock on your door late at night asking for a nappy as they have run out, where mom's chat way past dinner time, a place where friendships are formed while planting seedlings in the veggie garden. The foyer has become an aeroplane or school room when you play down there, and a garden swing hung outside a friend's apartment has become a place where you've found your wings, learnt new tricks and dared to swing high as you can go. It is a bitter sweet feeling leaving the only place you've known as home. Where the building staff and all it's residents have know you since we first brought you back from the hospital, the place where you've grown into three year olds. 

28/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 ( 2 years 11 months)

Our new apartment is at one end of a very long corridor. You usually want to run all the way back to the lift after a visit. Your running styles are quiet different - Anna I could describe your's as determined as you insist on being first and try with all your tiny might to keep that position, and Florence, your's as vertical as you prance upwards more than forwards. 

27/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 ( 2 years 11 months)

We are in the middle of renovating our new apartment. You have been involved in the whole process, from drawing out your plans, to choosing colours, and coming with us to most of the site visits. You get full energy at the new apartment - I think it is because of all the space, and hopefully the feeling you get from the place. As I watch our new home come to life I picture you in all these new spaces - sitting at the counter while I make breakfast, playing in the bath of your very own pink bathroom (although I have no doubt we will all end up in the same bath anyway).

21/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 ( 2 years 10 months)

Autumn is perfect for walks in our neighborhood - cold but not too cold. The backs of your little necks get damp with sweat from  woollen neck warmers and running and your hair starts to curl up with the moisture. The crunchy leaves padding the pavements are so tempting and satisfying to crush in small still-dimpled hands and under no longer tiny feet. You become collectors, picking up sticks, or stones another day, mostly feathers, all handed to me like hidden treasures or newly discovered specimens which I must guard and protect, and return on demand even days later.

You're strong and able, and walk and run the whole way home. I love seeing you walk these roads we walked so often as newborns in prams or carriers. It's such an obvious indicator of growth, just as we've seen houses change, knocked down, and rebuilt along the way. This letting go and running ahead shows a confidence as well, in your surroundings and self.

This particular route is not much in terms of walks, we have to go on a busy road for the last part home, but walks are good, the fresh air, the observations. And it is home, it is where we are, I like being here with you.

Summer goodnight

We take a walk in our garden every evening after dinner. By the chill on our skin you can feel the seasons are changing.

yellow the bracken

golden the sheaves

rosy the apples

crimson the leaves

mist on the hillsides

clouds grey and white

autumn good morning

summer goodnight

Skinny laMinx 'Paradise is Here' collection

Skinny laMinx has just launched their latest range called "Paradise is here" and I am absolutely obsessed. So much so, that i am putting in an order today. Here is the collection:

This is the fabric I have ordered to cover one of my beloved chairs. 

Shop the collection here. 

plants in the house

How do you feel about plants in the house? I am obsessed with them lately. This weekend I will be heading to the nursery to get a whole lot for our lounge. Here is some indoor plants inspiration...

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Bailey's plant shelves

I instagrammed Bailey's plant shelf last night and everyone loved it as much as I do, so I thought I'd share the pic with you today:

Isn't it fantastic? 

I need this now

I desperately want this print for my kitchen! How fantastic is it?

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leaves are the new flowers

I love having fresh flowers in my home - who doesn't? But lately I am kind of obsessed with different leaves, here are some examples of simple leaf beauty.

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lucky boy sunday

Come live with me, all of you! 

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on my wish list

I seriously need one of these wool blankets! They are fantastic, don't you think?

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