Ziad&Hannah {+two}

The last time I photographed Hannah and Ziad, Hannah was pregnant with their first baby.

Fast forward a few years, and they now have two gorgeous little girls!

I adored meeting up with these four and spending time in their lovely new home.

We had a beautiful afternoon playing, exploring the local area, and sipping delicious coffee and hot chocolates.

These are the sessions that make my heart happy. No big expectations. Just hanging out together, and capturing all the little moments that will one day become precious memories.




Warren&Bronwyn {+two}

I met up with this gorgeous family on a cool, Winter’s afternoon in the country.

It was the perfect mix of crisp air, mud, sunlight, hot chocolates, giggles, cuddles and love.

So beautiful! And so heart warming to see these four interacting so happily, naturally and sincerely.

Family love really is something else.




Winter scenes

Oh how quickly three months can go.

Three Wintery months that gave us almost every possible weather scenario one can imagine.

Wonderful, sunny, crisp days. Windy, grey, blustery days. Days filled with endless overcast skies and heavy rains.

Then of course there was the snow.

Magical, beautiful, whimsical snow.

My favourite.

Unlike Autumn where we ventured out quite often. I found us hibernating more and more as the cool months rolled on.

We engaged in the happy past time of following the sun about the house. Settling in the warmth of golden window light, with lego, books or perhaps a sneaky nap. “Mama, can you open your eyes now?’

And of course there were road trips too. Big and small. Sometimes location scouting, sometimes looking for snow but most often because of cabin fever.

There was a semi failed trip to Launceston in July, that ended with an unexpected drive home in the dead of night. Thank goodness for 10.30pm Mintie incentives. ‘Look, lollies!….We’re almost home I promise.’

In recent days, I’ve been enjoying watching our backyard come back to life. We’ve had blossoms and Daffodils, and today the air was fragrant with Jasmine.

The kids are already counting down the days until the next school break and are desperately excited for warmer weather.

To which I bluntly remind them that we live in Tasmania.

But regardless of the lingering cold, there is always a wonderful sense of achievement in turning over the calendar and knowing that it’s Spring.

Alongside that scary realisation that it’s practically Christmas.


Welcome to the home stretch friends.








May scenes

May began with a full feast of Autumn colour.

Our backyard changing almost daily with more and more bare branches up above, as the carpet of leaves grew thicker at our feet.

The start of the month also came with the burial of a sweet feathered friend we found on the driveway.

Too beautiful and precious to simply discard, we lay it in the soil and adorned it with yellow treasures to match it’s beautiful wings.

Unlike last month, the last few weeks have brought plenty of rain and much cooler weather.

I have attempted to embrace the mantra ‘have gumboots, will adventure’.

This is easy on the days that are crisp and sunny but not so much the greyer ones. However, I know that time spent outdoors always makes for much happier dispositions. So I tell myself to get out as often as we can.

Term two is in full swing and we have had plenty of before school and post school meltdowns. The children are overtired and tempers flare.

Sometimes doors are slammed so hard the whole house shakes, and angry voices are so loud I wonder what the neighbours must think.

This will no doubt continue through June and so I will continue to practice my ‘be calm’ self talk.

On the plus side though, the ongoing cooler days are a perfect excuse for hot chocolates, movie watching and wearing one’s pyjamas from 5pm onwards.






April scenes

April felt like a strange extension of the Summer holidays.

With the days unusually warm and filled with the company of children.

We spent a lot of our time outdoors, or around the kitchen table making crafty messes.

The lack of rain has meant I have relished in my favourite activity of bundling the kids in the car, packing a bag full of snacks (and other necessities), and just driving.

When the kids ask: “Mama, where are we going?’

I just say: ‘This way.’

And we end up, wherever we end up.

Parks, bush tracks, the beach.

We collect shells, rocks, Autumn leaves and our fair share of bruises, and scrapes.

Other days I have woken up to the sound of squabbling and a heavy feeling of exhaustion.

I crave alone time and space to think. I begrudgingly farewell my husband in the morning and sometimes send him whiny text messages.

Needless to say, this all part of the joyous/frustrating/chaotic/beautiful rhythm of life.

So here’s to May, whatever it shall bring.