What a difference a day makes! I’m reporting to you bright-eyed and bushy-tailed today after a solid night’s sleep.  Nothing, not even an empty school morning tea shelf in my pantry on the first morning of term 3 could rain on my parade this morning.  Say hello to these gingerbread men who went home with…

It was one of those beautiful winter weekends in Sydney.  The kind that was all sun after the chill of the morning.  The kind that give you hope for the spring that’s just around the corner. Saturday.  Everyone else was out under the sun while I was out under the cafe ceiling heater waiting for…

Winter. I don’t hate it but I do dislike its ability to dictate how I can go about my day with a flick of the switch that turns on the rain or the blustery winds.  But then again, I also love winter for its ability to force me to slow down and potter by doing…

Winter in Sydney isn’t too shabby at the moment. It was one of those magical Saturday afternoons that was made for catching the train someplace to see what was what. My adventures took place at Circular Quay where I was able to catch celebrations for both Bastille Day and Christmas in July.  Sounds a bit…

I’m barely into my first week back at work post that gloriously low key trip back to Perth and I’m already in need of more self-care.  As much as I love you, real life, you can be hard work at times.  Just saying. It’s hectic at work as it always in over winter but I’m…

It’s Sunday and all is well with the world. The cockatoos were cresting the tops of these winter-bare trees as I ran through Rushcutter’s Bay Park with the timeless words of Xtina (circa her riding chaps days) ringing in my ears. And to think we’ve both become stronger and wiser as well as now being…

I’m writing to you in a sentimental frame of mind today.  Spending a week in your home town tends to do that to you. This week, I’m loving (more so than usual) places and things that never get old. That Perth skyline with its smattering of office towers studding that wide open sky, the neon…

And just like that, I’m back where I began one short week ago.   It’s time to head back to ‘everything’ – Sydney, work and full-time adulting. As always, I’m leaving Perth fully unwound, rested and with a happy heart.   And well hydrated, naturally. That this place is still ‘home’, that all whom I leave here…

Making : apricot chicken. An oldie but a goodie.  It’s the kind of dinner that greets you in a warm hug at the end of a wintery day.  Actually, I Iove apricot chicken in the summer too.  Warm hugs are good all year round! Cooking : choc chip cookies using Nagi’s recipe from her Recipe Tin…