Let's not call this blog a 'Journal'. Let's just say this is a checking in once in a while space - that might help me feel less guilty each time I take a look here, and realise it has been a year since I last wrote.
So for a catch up, I have to tell you that we have moved house yet again, (which might help explain my lack of time to write). We are only a few streets away from where we were, but our garden no longer consists of beautiful roses and tulips and various other cottage flowers. We have a native Australian garden which has been lovely. We had kangaroo paw in Summer popping up in huge clumps, and Grevillias, Bottle Brush, Tea Tree, and huge Eucalypts all buzzing with native bees. It is a change, but sure means we don't need to use so much water in summer, which makes me happy as we head into a long drought here in Australia.
I have been working on several personal projects this year, mostly seeing me illustrate various fairy gardens and trying to pull together a children's book which is a slow and measured process.
The kids are happy and healthy, and both are at school this year. They talk about bigger and bigger concepts, as they try and understand this wide world, so we are getting to have some great conversations about random topics like consciousness, the opera, indigenous history, anatomy, courage and gratefulness. I am smitten with them.
Sending love as always out into the world. H xx