Δ To the water Δ

Stylist/creative direction: Tami Snodgrass
Photography: Reece Pottorff
Model: Jazmin Repollo
Prism + Sol @prismandsol

Yesterday, Humble jumped in the creek where we go for walks, and when she got out she sat shivering at my feet. This morning, on the drive to the train station, my hands hurt, and my feet hurt, and I could see goosebumps through my stockings. Last night, we cranked up the gas heater in the lounge room for the first time this year. I drank tea with honey while I made warm, oven-roasted food...

The incipient creep of winter in Melbourne definitely makes the crisp-bright-warm summer images coming from the northern hemisphere all the harder to bear. And it goes double if they're coming out of an island paradise, like these shots from Prism + Sol's latest lookbook.

All I can think is: how do I get there?
... and also, how can I acquire all of those turquoise beauties?

Baby forever

Verdant

Images from here, here and here.

Go outside Δ Observe the changing of the seasons Δ Collect feathers and stones and bones and make a shrine Δ Wrap your palms around a huge mug of honey-sweet chai tea Δ Curl up on the couch with your boy or your dog or your cat – whoever loves you boundlessly Δ Read or re-read a book that challenges the way you see the world Δ Dig your toes into cool sand or fine freshwater gravel Δ Walk fearlessly at night to a place where you can see the stars Δ Drive the coast road Δ Crank Springsteen or the Stones or the Doors or Aerosmith… or whoever-whatever your parents played you when you were young Δ Buy new boots Δ Pin brightly coloured diamonds of crochet to big tree trunks Δ Draw power symbols on your palms Δ Plant a hanging garden of succulents Δ Paint something huge and colourful and irreverent Δ 

Δ Enjoy April Δ

Between the wish and the thing...

... the world lies waiting. 

A bit of Cormac McCarthy wisdom for your Monday morning.

xx

The bay

Tilkah eagle necklace; boyfriend's Volcom shirt; Dr Denim jeans; Windsor Smith boots; vintage glasses and rings.

So this weird thing happened when we were celebrating this latest new year's eve, which I keep forgetting about and then remembering -- we were camped on a beach in Eden, drinking around a bonfire, and I looked over and saw some strange shadow, like the size of a medium dog, walking up the beach. Not being a native of the southern states of Australia, I couldn't work out what kind of animal it was. I thought it was a goose, actually. But as it turns out, it was a black swan, which I'd always thought were freshwater animals. More and more this year I've been spotting them on beaches and in bays, and I like to think of them as a good omen. 

Plus, it's just one more thing that I still find foreign and exciting about living down here.