A hearty, yet belated welcome to 2023 and all of the grand opportunities it brings with it.
I hope things are chugging along nicely for you, after what has been for many, a difficult 2022. Personally, I have had challenges over the last few months and it has taken a good while to feel my feet firmly on the ground again.
Thanks for spending a few minutes here with me today. Writing my blog post each week is something I look forward to very much and I am so grateful you all enjoy it too. Thinking up new recipes and finding creative ways to style and photograph them challenges me to dig deep into my imagination, while also giving welcome mental relief from those delightfully mundane but oh so necessary chores we all need to do to keep our homes chugging along.
I had a bit of a hit and miss with recipe development this week, but moved onto plan B and it couldn’t have worked out better. I also confess I am completely crushing over these oh so delightfully vintage photos. They all started with a pair of socks and I can’t wait to tell you about it.
Thanks for joining me today. I am so looking forward to sharing more of my journey out West with you.
I am slowly getting through my photos, and feel such a thrill each time I sit to edit them. Such special memories. I have noticed that I seem to have a thing for rusty tin sheds! Ha ha. Actually, I always have. I remember years ago at university in Armidale (my all time favourite country town), dragging a very willing precious friend out to some random old broken down house to take photos of her, back in the film days. They turned out pretty good, probably because she is so pretty and very photogenic. Looking back now, I realise my love for all things rustic, old and worn has been with me most of my life. Fortunately for me, the outback is full of all of those things.
Oh what a marvellous adventure I’ve just been on. This weary, full hearted traveller has returned, and I cannot wait to tell you all about my solo road trip out west.
For those who may not know, I have spent the last two weeks journeying alone out to Broken Hill. This has been a long held dream of mine for years, and unfortunately not one my beach loving family has shared. So, rather than face three long weeks of bored kids whinging at me, I decided to be step into my own destiny and go by myself.
Hello friends, thanks for joining me. It has been quite an effort getting this post out. Lots of things happening in our busy household which has pushed back blogging time, but I am here at last and have quite a story to tell.
How is everyone? Thanks for joining me. I have something a little different for you today, and I hope you enjoy it. Let’s take a walk through an old cemetery.
It is wonderful to be here with you. Grab a cuppa, find a secret place and run away with me for a few minutes.
Whoa! What a week. I hardly know where to begin. It was one of those delightful times when any idealistic version of motherhood is thrown out the window and you are striving with every force inside you not to turn into a monster and sell your children to the nice little old lady with a house made of sweets.
I am so happy to be back. It feels like an age, but it’s only been two weeks since I’ve been able to sit and chat with you guys. I’ve really missed blogging. Right here is the place where I I feel I have a voice and can be myself. Without sounding overly dramatic, I love that I get to come here as Anna, not only as wife or mama. I get to share my dreams and unleash those burning creative ideas. Getting time alone to write in such a busy household is in itself akin to Mission Impossible.
I hope you have all enjoyed your week. I know I said I would be sharing my cake road trip misadventures with you this week, but life got a bit busy so I will have to keep you in suspense a little bit longer.
In the meantime, I have the most delicious Lemon & Raspberry cupcake recipe to share with you.