L'estate giapponese è fatta di temperature altissime e umidità alle stelle. Uomini e donne sfrecciano per le case basse dei quartieri periferici su bici (tante) e motorini (pochi), i più arditi con un asciugamanino al collo per tamponare i goccioloni di sudore.
Le cicale urlano fra gli alberi e sono un sottofondo continuo.
E io, sudato come sono, se dovessi pensare all'estate giapponese, non sarei in grado di creare un'immagine diversa.
I’ve always liked a bit of a label, vegetarian, natural parent, attachment parent, home educator etc etc etc and all that jazz. Then I found minimalism and fell quite happily in to that label too. Only this year have I been shrugging the labels off and finding the balance of being quite simply, me. But minimalism stuck hard, like a sticky apple label on my forehead, and although I don’t call myself a minimalist, I can certainly attribute its qualities to my increase in happiness.
Just two weeks ago we celebrated Clementine’s first birthday. The virtues of minimalism swim daily around me and I found I had no desire to even think about gifts for her, knowing exactly what we have and knowing there isn’t anything she really needs we simply planned a day out as a family to a place we know she would enjoy. Then we stumbled in to @no.56penzance and touched the softest and most beautiful wooden babies hair brush in the entire world. Clems face as we stroked it across her sparse little hair was priceless. We now find daily joy in watching that same expression each morning as we take turns brushing Clemmies hair. That is the happiness that reducing our personal objects has given us, the freedom and space to enjoy those little moments of joy. We did have another tiny request for the birthday girl that we knew would make her super happy....a little ride around the park for two in a silver cross pram with her bestest bud. Thank you @thebeehives for the pleasure.
Il primo impatto con #Osaka - per lo meno l'Osaka che stiamo vivendo noi, in questo breve giro per Dotonbori - è guidato dalla stupita consapevolezza che di turisti, in questa città o in questo quartiere, ce ne sono pochi. Percentuali a una singola cifra.
I localetti di questa via, molto carina e pare ben popolata, sono invece riempiti dalla gioventù osakiana. Che nello stile sembrano pescare con naturalezza dalle usanze e dagli acquisti occidentali.
Salvo poi non spiccicare una parola di inglese.
È eccitante vedere riferimenti culturali che si incrociano e che sono, contemporaneamente, così diversi da quelli occidentali. I tre ragazzini che viaggiano in metro di fianco a noi, coi loro abbinamenti di stile che mescolano sportswear e classiche camicie, sono teppisti o ragazzi hipster? Ci guardano di sbieco e ridono fra loro, come se fossimo animali esotici.
O forse pensano solo che siamo sudati da far schifo.
Il tempo che passa passa con tempi diversi. C'è il tempo scandito e quello spezzato, il tempo compresso e quello infinito. C'è il tempo dei silenzi e delle urla, della solitudine fra la folla, c'è il tempo di uno sguardo e il tempo delle emozioni perse. C'è il tempo rimasto e c'è il tempo per prendersi una pausa.
Ci sono tempi che conosci da sempre e ci sono tempi da scoprire.
C'è il tempo per guardarsi intorno e capire.
The prettiest cottage I've ever seen 😍❤😍 So much so that I made John stop the car so I could jump out and take a photo! I could definitely see me living somewhere like this, if only location/ budget wasn't an issue 😂
We've stayed close to home today, pottering in the garden and just taking it easy. I'm all ready for a huge steak and a big glass of red wine though as soon as bedtime is out of the way! .
Feels SO good to be home 💜
Everything has gone wrong today- I ruined my favourite egg-based clothing, had to work on my day off, and to cap it all off my beloved bike was stolen!😔
People go on about the amount of crime in East London, I’ve not seen any. The moment I leave my bike in Mayfair it’s GONE. To the arsehole who stole it- I hope you fall off into the Thames and spend the rest of your life being over taken by Boris bikes.
Time for many, many beers tonight with my partner in crime. At least it’s not raining...
Trust the road ahead, wherever it may lead. Sometimes not knowing is the worst but also the most exciting. Keep your eyes on the horizon. There are so many moments, relationships and situations that make no sense, but there’s always something different out there. It might not seem like it now but things do have a way of working out, even if it’s not quite how you imagined 💛
Whatever’s good for your soul, do that 💛
One from the best shoot with @talkbeckytalk. Moving away from a lot of my friends sucked, but it’s not long until I’ll see this one again.
Having strong, and inspiring women in your circle is so important and this little lady is no exception. Witnessing all the women wearing black at last nights BAFTAs for the Time’s Up campaign reminded me how wonderful it is when women come together and support each other 🖤 I hope I can always support my friends, for all the highs, the lows and to also be there with a Gin when they need it most. #globe_portraits
Treasure every moment ❤️
I’ve read so much about ‘goals goals goals’ (oh hi new year) but I think I’m definitely guilty of looking ahead so much I forget to appreciate all the moments that are happening right in front of me.
Things to aim for are important, but equally living in the now is important too. I feel like at times I’m so busy working, trying to keep everyone happy, and worrying about life in the future, I’m not focused on just living it. Do what you’ve been dreaming of doing but do it now, and do it while eating ALL the 70% 🍫
Seek the light, find the way...
Loved having some time to just explore London with my camera yesterday. Haven’t done that for ages and it felt GOOD. There’s always something new to see and discover, even in the tourist spots there’s always hidden details. I love these lights by Tower Bridge. Make me think of Narnia 💙
Also if anyone has any tips for tights calves, mine are in bits!