Peaches In The Darling Sun

  • Breadcrumbs

    It’s becoming easier. Easier to find them, easier to keep them. I suspect it is because I’ve been at this meditation caper for so long now that the benefits are becoming more obvious. My flow state is easier to come… Continue reading

  • The River Home

    The dancing girl, her sister, her brother, her father and I will be home tomorrow. As usual I’m experiencing mixed feelings about the end of our lovely little holiday, but for the most part I’m wishing the trip would never… Continue reading

  • Infinite

    Love the word is not enough. Love the feeling is infinite. Continue reading

  • Dancing Girl

    She danced like no one was watching. She went to that place where all artists go when they create. She is my daughter and she is five, but actually she is ageless, and it was this beautiful, ageless essence that… Continue reading

  • Family

    I wear my heart on my sleeve. I always have, I always will. With my family here by my side on this, the great Tasmanian adventure, I’m pretty much bathing in love hearts…which is the loveliest. That’s the thing about… Continue reading

  • Tasmania. Contrast. Grateful.

    Tasmania is beautiful. And that feeling of being outside of your life, even just for a little while, is so intriguing and lovely, it’s no wonder humanity clings to the promise of the odd holiday, every now and then. The… Continue reading

  • Sunrise

    On this tired night, I know I have been blessed. And so it is I send a seed of this sweet day into the arms of the sorrowful. And I say to them: take this day and make it yours,… Continue reading

  • Dream

    Always remember your softness. Always remember to wrap your gifts and hand them to the world, carefully. For, my dear, my darling you. Only you can paint the world the colour of your dreams. Go on, sweet bloggy friends. Catch… Continue reading

  • I Am Home

    I’ve lit a candle. Classical piano plays. I have coffee sitting beside me. I am home. Oh my goodness I am home. The world is busy. The noise, sometimes far too loud. But there is such beauty and softness in… Continue reading

  • A Beautiful Day

    It has been a beautiful day. The kind of day that flows from start to end, like a delicious water feature lulling the water from plate to plate to plate, finally to rest in a peaceful pool below. The bigger… Continue reading