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circa 2010 -Lake Wakatipu, Queenstown in snow.
 
When it snowed, we lived in a snow globe. when it didn't, a fish tank — all glass and lake and sky. We tracked the moon across the lake from that window.

& and when it snowed, the whole worl
April. Mostly at home, quiet, working, reading, being in Autumnal sun.

The ankle still insisting on its own timeline, the garden doing what gardens do with a bit of tending — pansies and violas tumbling out of pots, purples and yellows and tha
A watercolour meditation, made on my lap.

This one was from the weeks of the sprained ankle — sketchbook balanced, palette balanced, patience occasionally tested. But there’s something to be said for working without a proper surface. It
They watched the snow fall & fall & fall until they thought that they were the ones falling.
— Ann Patchett

Stockholm to Vemdalen, 29th January to 6th February.
A scenic bus north, pausing  only for reindeer who take their own sweet ti
You are the sky. Everything else is just the weather.
— Pema Chödrön

I came home from our travels ready to run. Routines to resume, rhythms to reclaim, the particular satisfaction of unpacking properly and putting everything back whe
Stockholm, February. Under snow and ice.

We’d waited for the swans in Amsterdam — watching the canal from the window, hoping. But they hadn’t come. We were told they’d flown south for warmer weather, when in fact warming Euro

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I respectfully acknowledge the Traditional Custodians of the Ngurra land where I live and work today, the Dharug and Gundungurra people. I pay respect to Tribal Elders past, present and emerging. I recognise their continuing connection to land, water and community and  celebrate their continuing culture. I extend deep gratitude for this beautiful country.

This always was and always will be Aboriginal Land.