31.12.12




















'bottling' the calm,
the fading light of last year  .    .    .






happy dawn to all!
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25.12.12

















wishing you beautiful christmas days !













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23.12.12


















friends and family are starting to gather round .  .     .









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21.12.12




















at first i thought it was all going to be white on white
but then the greys and the blacks started to creep in

pebbles, feathers* .    .    .     funny, that.























* i liked this simple idea in a magazine of photocopying real feathers into cards or gift paper - they look like watercolours.














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20.12.12





















some old flowers on the way to be thrown out .   .     .


i mentally framed some beautiful images on the school run today against slate sky + rain that i would have loved to snap but i didn't have the camera and so i remember them all distinctly - because i do think that sometimes by taking a photograph we may let go of the memory











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19.12.12















a pause to be with friends,
remember what's important
+ restore some energy
with this chocolate cake almost made of silk.











the days are soggy, busy, grateful
i hope you're bearing up!
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13.12.12



























ever since she was a little girl, i gave my sister an angel at christmas.
i hope she won't mind this year's handmade version
with a golden rose blooming on her head
( and some heavy eye make-up? )


on her way .    .       .










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10.12.12




bright sun pinned against the sky
but i've been craving snowflakes
so i made some indoor ones
by pressing my grandmother's crochet bedcover
into clay








































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do you remember these + these? vibeke is giving one away
on her advent calendar, if you'd like to join.








wishing you a beautiful week!
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9.12.12


















the study/studio looks nothing like this
my inner elf is beginning to stir
and she is making a right old mess : )





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this morning, a moist, red chocolate-beetroot cake 
for the olive pickers - one tree down, two to go.













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5.12.12








a brisk walk around the neighbourhood
while the lentil soup bubbled on the stove
a cold wind blowing *    *         *










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2.12.12

















a weekend away
from lists, chores and time
little voices, best friends
about to be drawn apart by distance
little faces glowing in the embers
the forecasters are promising snow



i hope yours was fun .  .   .  or quiet.








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