Wednesday, 30 July 2014

Monthly Snapshots | July

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A snapshot of my comings and goings.

Okay everyone.

Listen up.

I have over 400 unread blog posts to read

3 shoots to finish editing

and an overseas holiday to pack and prepare for.

oh, and I have plenty of hands to shake and babies to kiss in the meantime.


I hope you can all bear with me as I get through the next month. My posts will be sparse and my engagement might be lower than usual but I am still here and I am still in love with this home we've created together.

July has been a wonderful month. It was crazy, yes, but it was wonderful. I moved forward in my career, I travelled with friends and I fell more in love with my creative self (perhaps I am creative after all).

But July also helped me figure out what it means to be an adult. There are responsibilities to attend to and lessons to learn. And there will be days where my partner is having a bad day but so am I and we can't support each other 100%. There will be days weeks where my bedroom looks like a bomb site. There will be days where I skip the gym and go get a cheeseburger from McDonalds. There will be days where I just can't do it all...and that is A-Okay.

I feel like lately, all I have been doing on this space is complain about time; the lack of time, the speed of time, the uncontrollable nature of time, and frankly I don't want to complain anymore. It's not what I want this space to be about. So instead I am going to take a little break, or perhaps just a mental break from the pressures of having to blog several times a week. I'll share when I share and I'll read your posts when I get the chance. You're all so valuable to me and I don't want to dampen our relationship by my constant complaining.

August is scheduled to be even crazier than July but I know I can get through it. It's going to be fun and I will share than fun and enjoyment with you when I get the chance. Because happiness is more fun when it's shared with someone else.

Right? x

Monday, 28 July 2014

Tell me,

What do you see when you look in the mirror?

Observing / Myself in the reflections all around me. Sometimes I like what I see, sometimes I don't, and that's okay I think.
Eating / Hazelnut chocolate, because well, I don't have to tell you why. It's comfort food. Don't judge me
Drinking / Coffee, but it's way too strong so the chocolate is helping wash it down.
Practicing / Patience, because they say you can't really know a person until you see how they react to slow internet speed and long queues. Let's just say you don't want to see me in either of those situations.
Buying / A camera bag. It's currently 'In Transit'. Hip hip hooray!.
Mastering / Being by myself and being content with that. I rely on others too much for my happiness (but can you blame me? my people are all just so great!)
Learning / to eject hard drives properly and backing them up in 3 different spots. I lost a valuable member of my hard drive collection last night. May he rest in peace.
Trying / to organise the next few weeks. Yikes, it's turning out to be a busy one!
Playing / around with new presets on Lightroom. There are just too many options for one gal to choose from
Finishing / off a project I need to send off by the end of the week. I think I took some of the best photos I've ever taken on the weekend and I'm a wee bit chuffed about it.
Reading / All your blog posts! I am so behind. Please forgive me
Remembering / to pack for my trip next week. Quick, what do I need to go to the snow!?
Wearing / A simple dress and stockings, though I recently bought an animal onesie. Maybe I should take some selfies and show you?
Cooking / I feel like I should get rid of this section because I never cook and I'm starting to feel guilty about that.
Working / More. Definitely more.
Traveling / to New Zealand next week! Yay!
Wanting / work to be over so I can go and have a little power nap at home. This gal desperately needs her beauty sleep.

Wondering/ how much about you I don't know. So tell me, tell me something new.

Saturday, 26 July 2014

A touch of frost

It's been a week since I landed on the open plains of Tasmania.

And it's almost a week till I go away again.

This year is becoming pretty crazy and I haven't had time to register it all

Everything is moving forward so rapidly. Apparently August is just around the corner - can you believe it!?

I was chatting with good friends the other night and we wondered why time moves so slowly in the open country and why it zooms by so rapidly in the city.

Perhaps because there are less things to do or less pressures to relieve. Perhaps because we have less internet connection and communications are slowed.

Whatever the reason, I am glad it is there. I am glad there are busy days so I can appreciate the slow days. I am glad there are bad days so I can appreciate the good. I am glad that Tasmania slowed my life down just for a moment. It was a moment I needed.

Watching the sunrise on a frosty field was spectacular and I had all the time in the world to take it all in.

I had time to feel the frost crunch under my feet. I had time to observe it slowly melt away on the leaves before me. I had time to watch the sun slowly rise above the house, its rays moving across the fields, chasing the shadows away.

I had time.

I'm back in city life again and time is moving fast once more. Though, today was different. I woke up earlier than usual. I woke up earlier to give myself more time to take in the morning. My eyes are slightly more sleepy but my mind is alert and as I am sitting here, drinking my coffee, cat on lap, watching the rain pour outside my window, I am realising that perhaps time isn't what is moving fast, perhaps it is me.

Perhaps I am the one who needs to slow.

Thursday, 24 July 2014

Gently down the stream

Down to the river we went,
Down to the bank where the swans swam and the reflections remained still.
We threw sticks in the water and the surface danced, forming mismatched shapes and figures.

Pushing off the shore,
They steered and I watched.
I watched the birds fly by and the cows graze on the banks,
I watched the snow dust over the mountains in the distant horizon,
and I watched the reeds bend as they made way for our travels.

If we stopped, only silence could be heard.
Sometimes a cygnet call would faintly touch our ears,
but other than that, nothing.
It was peace in its most tangible form,
I could hold it and feel it and pass it between my fingers,
I could hear it and lean on it and sing to it if I so wanted to.

I want to go back.
Peace is far from plenty in this world and finding it is magic.
Oh to hear that silence once more.