Writing and Being

  “If you trust in Nature, in the small Things that hardly anyone sees and that can so suddenly become huge, immeasurable; if you have this love for what is humble and try very simply, as someone who serves, to … Continue reading →

Last weekend, we went to visit some very dear friends and this is what they were in the middle of making on their dining room table. I asked Edie, who’s seven, if I could share her entry into her school’s … Continue reading →

My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water’d shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; … Continue reading →

I’ve been thinking in these past days about why the house where I live is so important to me. By that, I mean the way that a house feels to me, how I like to arrange and rearrange little corners, … Continue reading →

Happy New Year. It’s been a while. I took some (sort-of) maternity leave after the birth of my beautiful daughter (well, actually I finished my second novel and moved house, but that’s another story) and I’m now easing my way … Continue reading →

I don’t do resolutions. To be honest, for people like me (and by that I mean pain-in-the-ass, ever-so-slightly-hyper people with a tendency towards perfectionism) I think they can create many more problems than they resolve. What I do rather like … Continue reading →

This year was the year in which I celebrated the birth of my beautiful daughter and began my journey into motherhood – hugely challenging, overwhelming at times and the biggest, most joyous adventure I’ve ever known. My daughter (it still feels … Continue reading →

This is the Christmas angel that I made with my Grandma when I was three years old and which my mum passed on to me last Christmas, when I was pregnant with Violetta. Now the angel sits in her place … Continue reading →

I can’t quite believe that it was August when I last posted here. I find that time with a small baby bends in strange ways. Days – and nights – can seem endless, but the weeks and months race by. … Continue reading →

Was yesterday the last day of summer? This morning, there was a certain crispness to the air, that feeling of things beginning to slip away that always makes me a little nostalgic  - even melancholy – at this time of … Continue reading →