Feb 9, 2012 | Uncategorized |
9. Front Door The first door – or rather gate – that you need to pass through when entering my home (affectionately known as The Treehouse). It opens to my garden, my wee space in the city.
Feb 8, 2012 | Uncategorized |
8. Sun It’s out there – taunting and teasing me. On a day when I thought I was reaching out and got slapped in the face, when I broke my favourite pen and when I realised that being in people’s lives means getting involved, to have to look out the...
Feb 7, 2012 | Uncategorized |
7. Button Some days you are the statue – but some days you are the pigeon.
Feb 6, 2012 | Uncategorized |
6. Dinner Okay okay – so its not *quite* dinner. But it is as yummy as dinner was. Caramel mudcake, The Collective ‘Summer Coconut’ yoghurt and fresh strawberries.
Feb 5, 2012 | Uncategorized |
5. 10am Timezones. A need to know in my family.
Feb 4, 2012 | Uncategorized |
4. A Stranger Someone I don’t know. But we are both loving this second hand book store.
Feb 3, 2012 | Uncategorized |
3. Hands Insert predictable Kenny Rogers lyrics here. In staying away from quite predictable photos, there is no hand holding or anything lovey dovey. Just cards – poker cards. Which reminds me of a cool tee I bought back from New Orleans for a friend …....