Holiday snaps

We've had two weeks of sleeping in, piggy nights, movies, painting sessions, reading and reading and reading, swimming, sleepovers, afternoon sleeps and thundershowers. Tomorrow I go back to work, and next week Immy starts school and a whole new routine for us.

Some of the things we've been enjoying...

A day trip to a local resort with friends. Palm trees and cocktails, and swimming and snoozing in sun loungers. And for the approximately fifteen minutes that the kids were out of the pool, a bit of tree climbing to balance things out.

Warm, rainy afternoons and puddle jumping.

Jeremy. And watching him eat. Because it's just beyond cute. Nothing slows down a person's heartbeat like watching a tiny tortoise trying to eat. It's so slow. Utterly inefficient. Completely mesmerizing. 

Open wide. Stretch, and...


From me, to me. My summer holiday splurge - a Jo Malone candle. Lighting it is pure luxury.

My two day getaway at Abloom Lodge. Absolute peace, and tranquility. In-room spa treatments, and slipping into a heated plunge pool with a glass of wine to watch the sun steal away and the stars push through the blue canvas sky one by one.

And lastly, perfect rainbows and dancing and all the other things that make life that much sweeter.

One week in, and it already feels like a good year. A year of more. More growth. More peace. More yoga, and park runs. More books. Starting with Viktor Frankl's Man's Search for Meaning. Because I've been wanting to read it forever, and it's finally ordered and on it's way to me.

More bedtime stories, and more early morning cuddles before launching into the day's routine. More photography. More poetry. More travel. More writing. More mindfulness. More love.

And so to end, this poem, because I loved it and thought it the perfect one with which to start the new year.

if we only knew how to
stop waiting for all the
things that are not meant
to arrive, then perhaps
some of us would finally
let go and learn how to
fly against the wild wind.

R.M Drake

To wild winds. And more.

Happy 2015.


Anonymous said…
Lovely post my girl, glad 2015 is turning to to be a happier year. Love the photo walking away with the umbrella especially. Good to see little people enjoying puddle jumping, an expression of their inner joy.
Love you and Immy, Dad
Anonymous said…
Excellent book choice! A very moving read.