I don’t want a wedding. Ok, that’s not entirely true – I want a big party, I always want cake, & I’m thrilled to be officially teaming up with R for life. That stuff really appeals. I guess what I really mean is, I don’t want a conventional wedding. I don’t want chair covers and
We’re at that tipping point of summer; the days divide themselves between hot sun and thick, oppressive cloud. When it rains, the air grows cold, and you can tell autumn is just around the corner. You can almost smell it on the wind out here. But for now, summer holds on. I took these photographs
1. Our little Greycat very nearly died this week when he suddenly came down with what we now think was a serious brain injury. Fortunately, he made it back from the brink of euthenasia – albeit expensively, as we didn’t have any insurance! 2. A whole month of lazy summer days with R & Orla. This
If ever a blog post needed surround-scent technology, it is this one. Lily pollen on the breeze, roses as your feet, clusters of late, forced hyacinths stacked higher than I can reach. Sadly, technology continues to let us down in the ifragrance dept, but fortunately these photographs by Polly of Little Kin are surely the next
What I love most about browsing the #mymonthofSundays feed – which I’ve become slightly hooked on, much to the detriment of my Sunday productivity – is the variety & contrast between our weekends around the world. There’s snow & sunshine, holidays & home. I love peeking into the quiet corners of everyone’s lives, playing ‘pairs’
July’s tale, told in photos… The very last of the peonies. We’ve lit the fire tonight, it’s so cold! A NoaNoa tiara – ‘my cown!‘ – for a little girl who’s suddenly alllll about the princesses. (similar here and here.) This tote from Emoi Emoi, saying it perfectly. Peas in the pod, which we eat together
I shared this simple summer wreath on Instagram and got a few requests for a tutorial, so here it is. It’s really easy to make; something about weaving the flowers through is really quite soothing, and it gives me a valid excuse to go out and gather up a basket of wildflowers. The Instagram wreath used cow parsely;
These summery little flatbreads use pretty standard pantry ingredients & take less than an hour from start to finish – perfect for picnic lunches or emergency carb-fixes. I love them with fresh tomato soup for a quick & simple weekday dinner, or with a heaped garden salad and big chunks of feta in the sun.
{one} Monty, our ‘time share’ family dog, ran away this week whilst staying in London with R’s sister. He was missing for a whole, awful night, & I was quite certain he’d been run over, or dognapped, or drowned in the Thames. In an attempt to feel less helpless, I asked all my favourite Twitter