December | back to basics

Long time no see! How are you? November, wretched month, was marked by its recurring runny noses and cancelled plans. The world, too, has felt less inviting than usual – it’s difficult to write, isn’t it, when much of what dominates the news feels so hopeless, so brutal. It breaks my heart, all of it, and I’ve felt stunned into silence. What matters – does anything? – in the face of such wrenching news from near and from far? But, of course, everything matters, indeed more so than ever. And with the turn of the tide into December, today’s blue morning sky and the garlands of light strung across the festive city, this little heart is daring to hope again. I’m never quite sure of what I want this blog to be, if it truly represents me four years on from where it all began, but I’ve simply resolved to relax into the mantra what will be, will be. Love to you all, and a splendid weekend ahead for every one of you, I hope! xo

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eating: leftovers, I just love ‘em.

drinking: lime and sodas (always) and espresso in the mornings.

reading: a woman on the edge of time, jeremy gavron. (recommended.)

listening: to madeleine peyroux (evenings) and vance joy (mornings) and as much bruce as necessary.

watching: the west wing. of course.

bookmarking: homemade gift ideas for christmas. I love this season of crafting.

wanting: for nothing. (except, perhaps, frost? is snow too much to ask for?)

looking: forward to christmas day, when the 12 of us will gather around the family table to eat and drink and laugh.

enjoying: pink roses on the dresser.

waiting: for the weather to turn biting.

wondering: what the new year will hold.

loving: the last peep of autumn leaves on the plane trees and blue-skied mornings.

hoping: for a white christmas!

marveling: that we have lived in our small home for 3 months and counting already.

needing: to write more.

wearing: jumpers. all the cosy jumpers.

smelling: his signature tuna-noodle dish, fishy perfection.

noticing: christmas wreaths on front doors across london.

knowing: christmas will be here before we know it.

laughing: with him. even before we rise from bed, it seems a thousand giggles have been shed.

thinking: about the future. and whether I will finish all of my christmas knitting in time!

daydreaming: about tomorrow, saturday, and plans to coffee, walk and slow down.

wishing: my sister lived closer.

feeling: grateful. so many blessings in this small corner of ours, despite the terrible headlines around the world.