I travel, I plant, I paint (mainly walls), I scoot, I tie dye, I write

Nothing says ‘Happy Halloween’ than sharing a pumpkin to carve because the other one was moldy. And they say romance is dead! The first episode of Stranger Things was watched after, which we have been talking about for months but now it’s arrived we haven’t been able to make time for it. I was also eating …

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Or what I like to call ‘Whybut?’ When I have a productive/successful week I feel pretty good about myself. When I don’t… Well, I’m never sure what’s wrong. I’ve managed to categorise this into three sections. Three sections which if I can balance right will give me the level of satisfaction I need to not …

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I seem to have an obsession with ‘doing’ photos. Pop the camera on the timer and capture myself doing whatever I’m doing. They come in handy in the future sometimes, for blog posts, but there’s a fair few that I just have. It’s another collection of mine. I just document things. Here’s a random collection, …

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  Already thinking of Christmas?! I hear you ask. I’m always thinking about Christmas. I answer. I have two more items added to my etsy shop, From Miles. An acorn cap ball bauble, and bleached pine cones napkin rings. Both not the easiest to read or say. Doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue. I have …

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Spoon full of sugar, and all that. I still have to find the fun and make tidying a game, Mary Poppins knew her stuff.. You know the millions of personality tests, I’m always the type who has messy surrounds and is not only is fine with it, can thrive creatively in it. I’m also the …

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At the end of August this year something metaphorically kicked me up the arse. Not enough time has passed for hindsight, so I won’t ponder on the whys of what happened – all I know is that something happened and it made me start selling on the internet. I’m not selling anything to you now, …

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This morning I wanted to go on a mission for the last remaining conkers, for decoration and in hopes they’d rid our house of spiders. Instead, my Mum took me to a gold mind of oak trees. I still pick up conkers and pine cones but I couldn’t tell you the last time I’ve picked …

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