Well after successfully enduring their artificial winter in my fridge for the past few weeks, all the tulip bulbs are now in the ground (or rather, in the pot). I’ve split my divine mix of 45 bulbs through three separate… (READ MORE)
Presented in no particular order of significance or importance, here are books eleven to fifteen on my bookshelf of inspiration: The Great Gatsby by F Scott Fitzgerald – I first encountered this book at high school for an English assignment, and… (READ MORE)
The air is just a little cooler and crisper each day. Bare hands clutch more firmly to the warmth of oversized coffee cups. Light from the sun seems a little brighter and clearer, yet somehow shines a little more distantly. The house… (READ MORE)
Presented in no particular order of significance or importance, here are books six to ten on my bookshelf of inspiration: Page after Page by Heather Sellers – There are countless writing guides available, but often they leave me feeling a little… (READ MORE)
With the winter weather causing my skin to feel extra rough and dry, I’ve been on the search for a really good hand cream. But then I thought about whether the very act of thinking that I need hand cream… (READ MORE)
Presented in no particular order of significance or importance, here are books one to five on my bookshelf of inspiration: Possession by AS Byatt – I love the blending, contrast and overlap between historical and modern fiction. The story moves quickly… (READ MORE)
So I have a lot of books, probably too many. I’m currently in the process of trying to cull the collection of any unnecessary, never-turned-to books … a process which has been an interesting experience to say the least. As… (READ MORE)
I’ve often been drawn to growing bulbs. Whether this is due to the two beautiful Gladoli blooms which would appear, as if by magic each year at my parent’s home, without receiving any love or encouragement… or simply out of… (READ MORE)
On one particularly miserable and boring lunchtime in Brisbane (of which I experience many), while trying to kill some time before I had to go back to the office I found myself wandering past one of the Antique / Estate… (READ MORE)
The autumn air is turning the trees leaves from green to orange and then red… And I spy a puppy sleeping in the sun … … what joy could be discovered in being a dog…