A weather bomb, that’s what they called it. It was heading our way and it was going to hit us on Saturday. The news told us to stay indoors, away from windows and to store up water. Saturday was also Anna and Luke’s wedding day. …
The dark clouds threatened. But they can threaten all they like, because we love dark clouds. Nothing was going to ruin this perfect day. And perfect it was.
Francesca got ready at her childhood home. The home that her Dad built himself. …
I have to start by exclaiming the obvious: Dear Summer, are you TRIPPIN’? It’s February. It should be hot. Uncomfortably hot. The kind of hot that has you longing for winter again. Blobbing out in the pool and having bbqs with friends. …
As the final hours of 2011 amble past us, I always find myself reflecting on the year that was. 2011 was a tough year. Loosing my dear Mum left me a lot more wounded than I was prepared for. Silly me, always the optimist! …