365 in 2013

365 in 2013

Sunday
Sunday
Such a rainy Sunday. In the middle of errands Craig and I had brunch in Newtown in a restaurant with a fireplace.

Monday
Monday
Pretty flowers holding up well.

Tuesday: heading to um knitting
Tuesday
Pretty graffiti nearby Goldings Free Dive.
(I was heading there for knitting)

Wednesday: leaving by the Rubber Door
Wednesday
Leaving Parliament via the Rubber Door.

Thursday: drenched, cold, injured
Thursday
I got caught in the rain and the hail during the Wellington storm. I was cold and my already injured knees were aching.
(my legs pretty much always look like they belong to an 11 year old girl)

Friday: bomb scare!
Friday
At a bar after a secret party and we got kicked out because there was a bomb scare and all of a sudden Friday was one of the most surreal nights of my life.

Saturday: storm damage
Saturday
Before Thursday’s storm this tree was … not half hanging down to the street.

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After I was caught in the storm. Note the raindrop falling off my glasses.

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365 in 2013

365 in 2013

Sunday: I love our new bedspread
Sunday
I adore our new bedspread. Craig is less than sold. It’s far far too floral for his tastes.

Monday: BMD street art
Monday
Queen’s birthday! A long weekend and yet it felt like no weekend at all.

Tuesday
Tuesday
The weather exploded and, thankfully, Craig was home from work, so he came and collected me.

Wednesday
Wednesday
Walking home after after work wines and I spent far too long saving this orange cloud from certain destruction.

Thursday
Thursday
Fruit in our pretty new bowl from Craig’s parents
(that apple is still there. Which reminds me, must throw out apple)

Friday
Friday
It’s weird when the neighbours walk past. They are very close to our kitchen.

Saturday
Saturday
Pretty lavender on The Terrace. It’s so dead in the weekends.

Sunday
Sunday
Finally using my vintage pickle jar vase. I can be such a fucking hipster sometimes.

Monday
Monday
Katherine Mansfield: woman of words and terrifying face.

Tuesday
Tuesday
Heading home sick, I felt very much like this plant.

Wednesday
Wednesday
After day two in bed I was going a bit stir crazy. I would make a terrible sick person.

Thursday
Thursday
I like this dead vine/wall combination, is all.

Friday
Friday
Went to an exhibition opening at the gallery like a fancy person.

Saturday
Saturday
Part way down the Dixon Street steps is one of my favourite views around this part of the city.

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365 in 2013

365 in 2013

Sunday: Yum Cha
Sunday
Coconut jelly and custard buns. Groaning full at Yum Cha.

Monday: dusk
Monday
Such a busy fortnight. Dusk.

Tuesday: new orchids
Tuesday
Pretty orchids from the real estate agent. I have not killed them yet!

Wednesday: celebrating our new house
Wednesday
Celebrating homeownership with fancy champagne and friends in our empty flat.

Thursday: packing, hard
Thursday
Packing. I hate packing. Next time I’m selling everything.

Friday: seeing the sun for the first in a while
Friday
Late autumn sun on a Friday lunchbreak.

Saturday: dropping our moving van off
Saturday
After a long day packing, Craig and I dropped the rental van back in the Hutt Valley.

Sunday: coffee time
Sunday
Coffee at the Old Bank Arcade.

Monday: halfway homw
Monday
Halfway home.

Tuesday: knitting circle
Tuesday
I knit now, apparently. We meet at a bar.

Wednesday: dying to be home
Wednesday
I hadn’t intended to go out. But then, out I went.

Thursday: family pub crawl
Thursday
Touring craft beer bars for my Dad, and Craig’s birthday.

Friday: heading home, early
Friday
Our house was a mess after a busy first week so I headed home early on Friday to clean.

Saturday: Craig's cake
Saturday
Craig’s parents visited and brought cake for his birthday.