There is no room at this inn. No space in this head. Thoughts rise up, hope to be noticed and fall away. The wait is short, hope futile. Creativity a neglected child.


Life is crowded by life, the tedium of routine, the frustration of expectation, the obsession with purpose, the inevitable push forward, forward, forward.

When life is busy, you contract. You narrow your walls. You pull in what matters and you push out what can’t. What you have pushed out still matters, but it has been weighed, measured, ranked and categorised by necessity. Shelved for a time. Forever? Guilt. Grief.

What is this path? Did we choose it? Were we compelled to it? Do we want it?

Thought and reflection is a luxury now, bullied out by the habit of busy.

Have we been lulled into the idea that we have no choice or are we actually paralysed by the choices we have?

Is there wisdom in this life?

The getting of wisdom is in this life. Wisdom comes with hardship, challenge and sometimes the consequence of a poor choice. Is our life any of these things?

Is our life brave? Is it cowardly? Does it matter?

Life is full. Bulging at the seams, an existential question writ large. It bursts with love and simple pleasures, noticed and captured; it weeps at what is missed, smothered by compulsion and noise, so much noise.

There is love here. Great multitudes of pure, sloppy, messy, beautiful love.

I could will myself not to miss it, to observe it, take it in, burn it to my memory, but that makes a work of love and I make a work of everything. I’m tired of making a work of everything. So I guess I’ll just try to love and be loved, because really, that’s all there is.

PicMonkey Collage

Making preparations to return to work. Reluctantly.

Cooking My own bread. I buy rye flour and yeast in bulk and bake every day.

Drinking Greystone Savignon Blanc.

Reading Chocolat by Josephine Harris. My favourite line: “Children are born wild, I know. The best I can hope for is a little tenderness, a seeming docility. Beneath the surface the wildness remains, stark, savage and alien”.

Wanting to read Bad Feminist by Roxane Gay.

Looking at the new Womankind quarterly magazine. So, so beautiful. Substance.

Playing at Yoga. I took a class on Saturday. I enjoyed the physicality. The mindfulness not so much. I just kept looking at the fan overhead, wanting to dust it.

Enjoying Dark chocolate, Etsy and strong coffee, preferably combined.

Sewing I really need to take this prompt out. It depresses me.

Wishing I had better command over my emotions some times.

Waiting for a revolution in Australian politics. I think I’m going to be waiting awhile.

Loving our foray into camping. You can feel the power of a memory being made.

Listening to ABC News podcasts and the Fifty Shades sound track. It’s good!

Marvelling At the number of people who ask me if and when I’m going to have another baby

Needing to catch up on letter writing.

Following Jane Caro. I love EVERYTHING she says and the confidence with which she says it.

Bookmarking All things Peter Rabbit. Somebody’s first birthday is approaching.

Giggling With my friend, who told me not to worry if I farted during the yoga class.

Feeling the autumn breeze.

Wearing Yellow and tangerine.

Growing HUGE pumpkins that make beautiful soup.

This post is inspired by Taking Stock at Meet Me At Mikes.

I love Pinterest. It’s such a pleasant place to be. I thought I’d share a few of the things I’ve been crushing on lately.

I love printables. I particularly love FREE printables. Check out this gorgeous acorn wrapping paper from Fellow Fellow. Designed for Christmas, I think it’s any time fabulous.



Easter is right around the corner. And while Hot Cross Buns have been in the store since Boxing Day I’ve refrained because – just no! Check out this delicious Hot Cross Bun and Butter Pudding from Miss Foodwise. Wouldn’t this be a perfect dessert for Easter Sunday lunch?




I’m in first birthday party planning mode and I’ve been crawling Pinterest for ideas. I came across this chocolate butter cream recipe. Any fool can make a cake look great with generous lashings of this sugary, buttery, chocolatey goodness. Take a bow Cookies and Cups.




Now here’s one for the crafters and mothers and grandmothers of smushy babies. A simple little pant design from Me Sew Crazy. I have few metres of sock monkey fabric I would love to see turned into a little pair of these.




Here is a beautiful and practical storage idea for your cupcake paper collection. What? You don’t have a collection? Well you’re that’s just weird.




“Pick me, pick me!” I can hear them calling my name. A warm and wintery shoe by Mod Cloth. Come to Mumma…


And to finish, some artful whimsy. Isn’t she beautiful!




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