Lately the day's have been a jumble of pilled nursing bras, an on the move baby with a fascination for pot plants and mouldy windows. Life has been good but adjusting to a new rhythm involving a mobile and food loving baby has taken it's toll on this space. What with the constant "wash clothes, hang out, bring in, put away" dance and the endless tasks of keeping a family of five thriving the words simply weren't there. My pencil has sat idle at the end of a day and evenings revolve around a bath and a hot cup of tea, a row or two of knitting and bed. And on the days when the veil of tiredness parted for a time, the words were stuck behind a wall of judgement. What did I have to say?
But today, today I cast aside the expectations and let the words tumble out. It felt good to write.
I'm noticing Winter's skyline is evolving and I can feel Spring in the air. A renewal we are all looking forward to after the hibernation of the cooler months. As we play in the morning sunshine, socks and shoes feel cloying and my feet are enjoying dewy grass beneath them. Time to pay a little attention to those palid, dry feet and prepare them for Summer sandals. On my potting bench paper packets of seeds are lined up ready for planting. Poppies, cornflowers and Queen Anne's lace to attract the bees and Spring veggies; tomatoes, cucumbers and salad leaves.
Some time ago I found a mosquito net at the local op shop and today I hung it from the roof. Armed with vintage sheets and books Remy has created an undersea grotto beneath its ethereal clock. If the weather is mild again tomorrow we might suspend it from the branches of the jacaranda tree and let the baby cloud watch from within the gauzy haze.
Our local apiarist (an elderly fellow with bee hives in his suburban backyard) sells honey from a little stand in his front yard. It has been empty for the last few months but on our way home from school today I was thrilled to see a collection of golden jars. Pure and raw it tastes of fresh air and eucalypt blossoms. I replaced my usual English Breakfast tea with peppermint and a generous dollop and marvelled at nature's bounty. This could become a new morning ritual.
Today may you cast your eyes to the changing blue sky and be inspired. Go gently.
Steph x
I'm noticing Winter's skyline is evolving and I can feel Spring in the air. A renewal we are all looking forward to after the hibernation of the cooler months. As we play in the morning sunshine, socks and shoes feel cloying and my feet are enjoying dewy grass beneath them. Time to pay a little attention to those palid, dry feet and prepare them for Summer sandals. On my potting bench paper packets of seeds are lined up ready for planting. Poppies, cornflowers and Queen Anne's lace to attract the bees and Spring veggies; tomatoes, cucumbers and salad leaves.
Some time ago I found a mosquito net at the local op shop and today I hung it from the roof. Armed with vintage sheets and books Remy has created an undersea grotto beneath its ethereal clock. If the weather is mild again tomorrow we might suspend it from the branches of the jacaranda tree and let the baby cloud watch from within the gauzy haze.
Our local apiarist (an elderly fellow with bee hives in his suburban backyard) sells honey from a little stand in his front yard. It has been empty for the last few months but on our way home from school today I was thrilled to see a collection of golden jars. Pure and raw it tastes of fresh air and eucalypt blossoms. I replaced my usual English Breakfast tea with peppermint and a generous dollop and marvelled at nature's bounty. This could become a new morning ritual.
Today may you cast your eyes to the changing blue sky and be inspired. Go gently.
Steph x
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ReplyDeleteYay! SO glad to see you here. I keep remembering I haven't read anything from you for a while and I keep forgetting to send the email I wrote in my head.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing how quickly the days pass amidst the feeding, cleaning and general day to day of life. I'm glad you're well. And writing!
Peppermint tea with honey, I may just have to try that.
ReplyDeleteYay!! I'm so glad you're back! I've missed your posts. I commented the other day on your last post, when I looked it didn't appear so guessed I'd pressed the wrong button. Thank you for your inspiration. I always have a sense of calmness after reading your posts. On a practical note, I completely understand the washing dance. Looking forward to warmer weather with less layers and less washing.............
ReplyDeleteSo lovely to read your thoughtful words. You have a knack for revering those gold dust moments of being a mama with small kids.
ReplyDeleteI hear you mama xo
ReplyDeleteI adore fresh honey and haven't had any in ever so long. We, here in the northern hemisphere are looking forward to autumn. Well, some of us are....I am. Don't get me wrong, I am in no mad rush to leave the beautiful beach days of summer behind. But, Iove the homey-coziness that autumn brings.
ReplyDeleteI love reading your words. We have a mutual friend who put me onto your blog and we live in the same suburb. I love recognising some of the places in your photos. I recognise the old house with the honey for sale in his front yard too. I always wanted to buy some but I still haven't. I think I tried to once but didn't see any prices. My boys and I are loving this weather and outside enjoying it every day.
ReplyDeleteOh how lovely! Who's our friend? And you simply must try the honey. He usually has prices written on the lid or the jar. It's heaven! Wishing you much love and light xxx
DeleteOh how lovely! Who's our friend? And you simply must try the honey. He usually has prices written on the lid or the jar. It's heaven! Wishing you much love and light xxx
DeleteI bought honey on the weekend! It's glorious and we have had lovely chats with Werna (the honey maker). We had been waiting patiently for his next batch and when we drove past on Sunday there was a fresh batch for sale. On my son's birthday too which was extra special. Our friend is Helen. Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteThose photos are beautiful Steph and your thoughtfulness about the coming season. How lovely to have some beautiful, fresh honey. A cup of peppermint tea and honey is one of my favourite herbal teas. xxx
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