Calligraphing
That's definitely a word! Today Mum and I went to Mistley to learn calligraphy - my birthday present to Mum that we only got round to booking last month! No photo because wordpress is sulking, but here's my Insta pics:...
An attempt to recapture my blogging mojo
Hey! I'm still here 🙂 The last few months have been mad - wonderful, and I love the freedom & flexibility of my new self employed life, but also weird, and sad - I am still battling grief & the reality of Dad being gone, and there has been some other...
August so far: time, grief, cats and heat
So here I am, just over a week into my new life, and as ever, my instinct is to write it all out... on the internet. Because a fourteen year habit is hard to break! I have been bullet journalling and proper journalling, but nothing quite hits the spot like a blog...
On the precipice of a(nother) new life
Five and a half years ago, I wrote about leaving London for a new kind of life. More time, more space, no commuting... apologies if the link won't work, my redirects are misbehaving and it's much too sunny a day to sit and fix code! And now here I am on the precipice...
Down the rabbit hole: Gifford’s Circus
You know when you read something, and it triggers you to look up something else, and then you find a video about it, and then you're off, down the internet rabbit hole, finding knowledge you didn't know you were missing, and discovering endless wonders? Well, today...
Speedy update!
Oh hai! It's been a while... 2018 is turning out to be the weirdest year of my life so far, I think. Up, down, sideways - you name it, I've felt it. And it's only April! Though also nearly May, which has utterly confused me as in my head it's still last June. And if...
2017 – the year I’m not reviewing
For the first time in the 13 year history of this blog, I'm not doing a roundup post - I can't face it. Nice things have happened this year, but the balance is eclipsed by the loss of Dad. I have just come home from a week with Mum (Luna & Clover came too) and it...
Merry Christmas!
With bittersweet, very mixed feelings, I'm approaching the end of Christmas Eve, the first one without Dad. We went to his pub for a drink on Friday afternoon, and they'd put both his plaques up in his indoor & outdoor spots - he'd be SO pleased by this, I can't...
Into autumn
I can't get my head around the fact that it's October. October! With the falling of the leaves and the crispness of the mornings, it couldn't really be any other month - but I was still surprised to see leaves on the ground when I walked into work the other day. So...
Bicycles and burlesque
I've been in a real funk for what feels like ages now, and while I know some of this is because tomorrow marks six months since we lost Dad, which is normal and natural, some of it is more inexplicable and just annoying. I've struggled to create, to sleep, and...
I'm Carla, a quirky thirtysomething with a penchant for unicorns and glitter. I believe in magic and make-believe, and the gorgeous rebellion of making your life absolutely your own. And I'm a proud multipod!
I am a photographer and catalyst for small business owners, and a real life mermaid. I photograph people as they truly are, help women see and step into their brightest and best selves, add a sprinkling of magic to the mundane, and am a happy ambassador for stationery and slow living.
Proud to be both girly and geeky, when I’m not writing, photographing or daydreaming, you can find me dancing burlesque, riding my bicycle Bluebell, growing herbs and collecting typewriters.