THE QUEEN STITCH
Some weeks are a bloody struggle.
I’m counting every day, conscious of my tally and missed opportunity, and how long I have left to go until I have my weekly set… 147 more words
5 days, 18 hours
I love reading home decorating magazines, and at one point briefly wanted to be an interior designer. Just as well it was a momentary yearning as I would have been rubbish at it. 891 more words
1 week, 2 days
So have you ever listened to Marc Bolan from T-Rex talk. He’s like Bowie on some cosmic sex drug. It’s well dreamy.
Yeah, so that’s pretty much all that’s going on in my life. 94 more words
I’m a bit late to the whole juice thing. Sure I like a smoothie occasionally – and now that I have my stick blender I do make a mean smoothie – usually berry and banana. 334 more words
2 weeks, 5 days
Dad and the kid at the Botanic Gardens.
My moon, my man.
The Houses for Swamp Dwellers by Julia Morison light up a treat.
The Government Life building, covered up. 181 more words
Kia ora and welcome to a selection of photos from Christchurch in May. Sunrises and sunsets certainly laid out the pretty. And by heck if there wasn’t that feel of Roman (and Egyptian) ruins. 222 more words
3 weeks, 1 day
Well…week 26 is done, dusted, dead.
Which means one thing… WE’VE REACHED THE HALF WAY MARK!
Yeah, I’m half way through this thing. I’ve been waiting to get here for the past month and then it just snuck up on me. 637 more words
3 weeks, 5 days