The sweetest wall {treasure}

How about this? The very loveliest of walls. Driving around Sydney
is always such a delicious visual feast.
The simplicity of this situation is what wins points. And it’s pink. The very pedestrian down pipe helps too – adding to the mundane notion of living in the suburbs. How could this be anything other than a daily thrill, a passer-by pick-me-up?

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My studio {treasure, making}

How’s this for a colour?

With lots of painting yet to do, this colour moves between black, navy and grey. It’s a bit sexy, really.

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The days are windy, freezing and not able to entice many people in my household to go outside. However, I managed to find one keen helper to help slap on black paint. She told me of her tales of woe – being in 6th grade is tricky it seems. It’s easier to listen to first world little girl problems with a paintbrush in your hand, this is a certainty. She eventually left to pursue her brother on the trampoline, it was nice to have her help – and it was nice to talk. The little people here are rapidly approaching the age where less time is spent in the yard, less questioning of every little thing, less time playing, less time laughing.

The moment was saved when my 8 year old had indeed tied himself up with rope, (the thinking was, he would get a more effective jump if every appendage was joined to the other), he needed help to escape from his self induced roping situation.

Thank goodness. All is not lost.