Perfectly, beautifully mine

It’s been a very long, tiring, at times frustrating and upsetting day despite the amount of good, valuable work I finished. The day, the bit of it I saw outside, was beautiful. I’m so glad I made time for a walk. Those 3o minutes away from it all were perfectly, beautifully mine.

This is the golden hour in Newtown.

A well-earned weekend

After a stressful January and a desire to do anything but focus on the last month of havoc, we had a lovely well-earned weekend. The two best parts?

A tall ship cruise in the Sydney Harbour for dinner and drinks with our closest friends, and… our lovely, ritual weekend coffee date.

Happy February!