Brutal to Begin With
I pull the car around the corner, pressing the remote that’s clipped to the sun visor. The garage door whirs to life, clinking upwards, revealing the…
The First Day
I trudge through Woolworths, reassured by the portable plastic vomit bag tucked into my handbag a health nurse had so kindly given me, hoping desperately I…
Then to Now
This is one of my favourite posts to put together each year. I sit down with a cold drink and some favourite music and I look…
Renovations, Part One
Oh, hi there. Just popping in with a little update. It’s week three of our house renos and let’s just say that this is generally how…
The In Between
“Hey B, do you want to live here where there’s lots of houses or at Chris and Al’s where there’s lots of trees and birds?” “Trees…
When We Die
“Am I going to die, mum?” she asks, a tiny voice coming from the backseat. I pause, thrown off centre, turning my head to meet her…
Six: A Family Session — Red Tent Photography & Film
“I don’t care whose DNA has recombined with whose. When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching – they are your…
Harper Willow: A Birth Story — Red Tent Photography & Film
On Wednesday the 8th of June, I had the privilege of documenting the birth of Harper Willow Newing, an experience so beautiful I can’t really, probably…
Stuff To Love Friday
Doing a little Right Now post today. Come settle in. Take off your shoes. Life is hard, you guys. Except for these two. These two have THE…
Let People Help
I clutch him under one arm, his legs flailing, his arms thrashing at me trying to connect to something – anything – that will make his…
