Hello from the land of annual leave. I’ve said bye for now to this view of Rozelle Bay and Jubilee Park that I usually gaze at whilst stuck in the traffic heading home through the tunnel. And hello to decadent weekday sleep-ins and runs along the beach that end with a mid-morning takeaway coffee. Bedtimes…

And I’m officially ‘out of office’.   A week of annual leave awaits and I’m looking forward to making a mostly low key time of it. Crochet is my latest passion (just in case you hadn’t already noticed this for yourself) and I’ll be spending as much time as possible on the couch with my yarn…

The things that made me smile this week: 1.  A sunny winter’s morning at the park. Soft sun filtering through the bare branches of winter,  riders cantering on their horses to the side of me and Master SSG scooting ahead of me. Centennial Park never fails to work its ‘oasis in the city magic’ on…

Hello all, I’ve just discovered crochet.  It’s also so, so close to my annual leave I can taste it.  Which all is by way of putting context to my responses to ‘Taking Stock’ this month. Let’s get to it!! Making : room on the top shelf of the fridge.  Goodbye, unopened jar of caramelized onion…

As I look back on my daily sentences for June, it struck me that the overarching theme among many of them was thought, reflection and goal setting.  This quiet life I’ve found myself has had a surprise benefit of giving me time to reboot my mind and life.  I’m looking forward to approaching the second…

Life, lately…. Pausing at the window sill of a cafe down the road from work as I wait for my takeaway coffee. Standing in the lift on my way to another something that’s ‘a little bit different… ‘.  There’s never a dull moment at work.  The days are filled with unique personalities, the unpredictable and…

In these unusual times, there is no one time of the day that’s ‘the best’ for me. Each day seems to bring dramatic change.  Sometimes it’s welcome but mostly (or so it seems), change has directed us to places of fear, uncertainty, sadness, cruelty and disappointment.   In the olden days, mornings were my thing.  I…

A sky like that looks like this and soft afternoon sun that seems to give you life as it touches your skin make all the trials of winter worth enduring. One of the highlights of my week right now is our weekend walk to the park at the end of the road, accompanied by said…

Learning to crochet has been a humbling journey. An entire Saturday afternoon’s work was reduced to this unpacked ball of yarn.  Turns out I’d been doing both single and double crochets completely wrong.  I’m happy to report, though, that I’ve finally gotten both stitches down pat and I’m well on the way to having a…

Five things I’ve loved about life this week – in more than five photos…. There has been an awful lot of drenching, day’s plans changing rain of late here in Sydney but doesn’t it make a pretty, marbled pattern of oil on footpaths? I’m pretty sure I’ve got the planting times back to front but…