I started blogging in 2008, hence there’s years of stories here. If you’re interested in my work, you can: Buy my first book, Practising Simplicity – small steps and brave choices for a life less distracted Pre-order my second book, The Complete Australian Guide to Pregnancy and Birth Subscribe to my newsletter PS: a little more than an afterthought which I aim to send weekly Follow me on instagram @practisingsimplicity The post welcome appeared first on Practising Simplicity ..read more

Now that Tasmania’s borders have opened to most states, I want to share The Granary, Richmond Hill with you. We visited in deep winter when the frost was heavy of a morning and we’d walk through an arch of hawthorns to the river. We stayed for a week and made some beautiful memories there; of books read near the fire, dinner shared at a long table and walks around the grounds to bookend our days. Built by convicts in the late 1880s and formerly a granary, stable, worker’s quarters and shearing shed, The Granary is now luxury accomodation that sleeps six. While it is undoubtedly regal in stan ..read more

It’s strange and wonderful to have my book out in the world. I’ve been working on it for over 18months so it’s really lovely to know that its being flicked through and pondered and read. I suppose you never really know what to expect when you put a project like this out into the world but one thing is certain; it’s probably more relevant now than it was a year ago. It’s the story of It’s now available through all booksellers – big bookstores, independent bookstores, lifestyle shops and department stores. If you don’t have the budget to buy new, request a copy at your local library. There’s an ..read more

I rudely presume that my blog readers naturally gravitated over to instagram and subscribe to my newsletter but, perhaps you don’t? If so, I thought it best to get back here and start posting more regularly because I miss it and also, there’s a whole story here and it seems sad for it to finish so abruptly without explanation. Since I last posted, we made the decision to stay in Tasmania and put down some roots. These kind of decisions are never clear cut; there is not definitive reasons why we stayed, more a long string of realisations that led us along and eventually encouraged us to think t ..read more

We took the shortest route to Bothwell, which just happened to be the steepest. The road zigzagged through the highlands and past the Great Lakes and as we got higher, the temperature gauge simultaneously dropped. This was cold country; icy, gothic and foreboding. In winter, there are parts of Tasmania that feel very dark. The clouds are low, the air is still and its history of invasion, murder and convict labour is evident around every corner. In the depths of winter there’s an eeriness, an uneasiness, an energetic sadness that is both jolting and humbling. The history and grief is palpable ..read more