weekending :: spring on the horizon

Sunday was a blue skied, softly breezy, spring scented gift of a day. After interminable months of damply grey winter, there was finally a touch of warmth in the air. We bundled into the car and off to the common with a football, to fill our lungs with freshness. The little one, hopping with excitement, requested

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weekending :: liquid light

There is something very soothing about tiny traditions. In the winter time, they’re the little landmarks that help us navigate our way through the grey days, reassuring us that we will once again make it out into the springtime beyond. For our family, one such tradition is Snowdrop Sunday. On a bright Sunday, in mid February, we

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weekending :: into the woods

Fields were the landscape of my childhood: flat Suffolk fields with endless sweeping skies. Running through long grass, swishing along secret paths through golden corn, scrambling over stacked hay bales and loitering along hedgerows whilst the dog nosed out rabbit trails. These are the small adventures that I return to when I close my eyes.

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