Wagga Wagga to Worcestershire & back again
In the last week it feels like autumn truly arrived in my part of Australia… even though winter is technically only a day away!
Suddenly everywhere I looked there were trees with vibrant crowns of red, yellow and orange leaves. I realised the sun was taking its time to rise in the morning and by late afternoon the day’s glow was quickly disappearing into the night sky.
I’ve waited so long for this change in season and now it’s here, I’m making the most of it before it disappears…
The other week I found myself in the unenviable position of not being able to ‘switch off’.
I’d had an exhausting day at work, both emotionally and mentally, and I was still digesting some heartbreaking news involving some friends in the U.K.
My mind just wouldn’t shut down. I couldn’t concentrate, I felt twitchy and knew I needed to eat, but didn’t feel hungry. After an evening of TLC by wonderful fiancé and a deep, uninterrupted sleep I felt 100 times better.
So starting from last weekend, I’ve been trying really hard to look after my soul and I’ve found one thing that’s helped me…
There’s nothing quite like a few days spent in the sunshine. Where the breeze is warm, the air is tainted with the slightest hint of sea salt and it’s warm enough to pad around morning, noon and night in bare feet.
Adam and I are back in Wagga Wagga now, where the autumn weather has finally arrived. Although it’s my favourite season, the last week I’ve spent in Queensland in all it’s year-round summery glory has been magnificent…
I love the Easter break. In my family it’s always been about hiding away for a few days at home to take it easy, eat good food, indulge a little and enjoy the start of cool nights and gloriously comfortable days.
Although I returned to the office this morning, to have three days off in a row was luxurious. I’ve been starting work at 5:30am which means a before 5:00am alarm, so I currently consider sleeping past 6:00am as a ‘lie-in’!
Adam and I can’t really remember the last time we had a few days to do as much or as little as we wanted. Here’s a peak of what we got up to…
Every March, nestled around the banks of the Wollundry Lagoon in the centre of the city, Wagga Wagga plays host to an annual food and wine festival.
It’s always been a regular on my social calendar and this year I was thrilled to be able to introduce Adam to a ‘Wagga’ event that I’d always enjoyed…
Continue reading “Food, wine & friends: an autumn afternoon”
In that hazy period between Christmas and New Year, while Adam and I were madly trying to get our home sorted, one of his Australian relatives thrust a bundle of home decorating/gardening/interior design magazines into my arms….
Sometimes you just have ‘one of those weeks’. For me, nothing bad has really happened, it’s just been a long week (literally – I’m on my seventh working day straight!) and I’ve had a challenging story taking up much of my time at work.
It’s left me feeling a little weighed down, but instead of getting angry or upset I’m trying to switch off outside of work hours to find the joy in everyday moments…
It’s been an absolute scorcher in south-eastern Australia over the last few days. Wagga Wagga hit 40 + degrees on both Saturday and Sunday. I haven’t experienced that sort of warmth since the summer of 2015/2016, so I really felt it!
It always amazes me that while one part of the world can be experiencing extreme heat, others can be gripped in the midst of extreme cold (east cold of the United States and Canada, I’m thinking of you!) In the days leading up to the weekend my Instagram feed was full of northern hemisphere dwellers preparing for a cozy weekend.
While they were channelling hygge in the traditional sense, I thought I’d go about creating ‘summer hygge’…
Hello 2018!
It’s a new year and with it comes new goals, expectations and plans. For me it’ll be about readjusting to life after a year abroad, preparing for my upcoming nuptials, creating a home that reflects both my fiancé and I, and discovering and revisiting new and old places in south-western New South Wales.
Isn’t it amazing how when you go away and then come back home again you pick up on changes you never noticed before?
The day after returning from Scotland I spent almost a good hour poking around the garden, amazed at all the new flowers that had suddenly appeared.
Wattle and Ash 