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Lit up

When I first pulled this photo up on my screen I thought “man, I need to clean my lens.” Then I realised they were blurry stars. Still getting used to living out of the city. We live in such a beautiful place! Also yes, we’re becoming those people...

Spruiking – my diary!

tl;dr? Help me eat – buy an Everyday Gratitude Diary now! So I’m good at promoting other peoples’ stuff, but for some reason I’m not that good at promoting my own stuff. I guess my head gets so full of a project that when it’s finally out...

Reuniting

I’ve been so wiped out this week after the event that I haven’t had the energy to write about it. But last weekend all the planning paid off and we had a reunion of (most of) the BHB girls from the Bali retreat I went on two years ago. It was so wonderful...

In praise of a quick walk around the block

After a couple of days hunched over my laptop, working despite feeling unwell, and coming to crunch time for a whole bunch of deadlines, it was tempting to think “No…just have one more cup of coffee…you can’t afford the time to go for a...

Taking stock

I opened a new browser tab (alongside a gazillion others I should close) and wanted to blog and just can’t think of what to write even though there’s lots in my head. So I’ll gently shake my brain-tree by doing Pip’s Taking Stock list and those...

Puddingtime

As long as I can remember, around this time of year mum starts saying, “I should probably make the Christmas pudding.” Even when we lived in the tropics, I seem to remember talk of the pudding, which meant hours of steam in an already sweltering kitchen....

Slowly, slowly

Most afternoons over the past week, I’ve found myself swamped with a sort of low-grade despair. I don’t feel sad, but more anxious (usually the balance of my depression is the other way around). It’s just a weird aimlessness and lack of focus. I try...

adjusting

So we’ve been in Tassie for about a month now. As the drums of ‘normal life’ take up their relentless beat, we find ourselves in the midst of this beautiful place, wondering “what do we do now?” We have unpacked all the boxes, bought a...

Colour and beauty

Today mum and I drove up to Wynyard, on the north coast, to see the tulips at the Table Cape Tulip Farm (not the “choolups” as the local newsreader called them). We missed the festival last week (it was on the same day as the Northern Tasmania Bible Forum,...