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📷 Local life. Rural stories. The pretty and the ordinary.
🌿 Based in Horowhenua

04/06/2026

What felt like the last of the warm sunny days down Otaki Beach

04/06/2026

A Pied S**g shot at Waimanu Lagoon, Waikanae

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01/06/2026

Royal Spoonbill 🪶
Waimanu Lagoon, Waikanae Beach

31/05/2026

Black Swans are plotting your murder and you can't convince me otherwise.

Went out for a river walk and discovered my Canon 850D doesn't have much of an ability to auto focus and track birdlife 😅 so bird photography is pretty humbling.

31/05/2026

Waikanae River meets the sea, looking out to Kapiti Island on a quiet morning. Lots of bird life out here, although that didn't make for easy captures, at least for me & my Canon 850D anyway.

26/05/2026

There's growth even in the darkness 🍄‍🟫
A terrace of moody little mushrooms on the Kohekohe Walk, Waikanae.

25/05/2026

Part VI: The Garden I've Become

Mothers are like gardens.
Part of the seasons, winter, spring, summer... There always comes autumn. The shedding of things no longer serving us. The quiet realisation that some parts of my old life faded away, unable to be sustained. Lifestyle, friendships, old dreams, future plans, they all shifted.

And the shift shines light on whats really important. The husband that knows what I need before I do, always ready to tap in. The Grandma that shows up week after week, month after month. The Grandad that will literally build anything if you ask him to. The mum friends that just 'get it', and ask 'yeah but how are you really?'

When you have little ones to show the world, suddenly you give a f*ck about things that didn't used to matter. No longer blindly accepting the status quo or shrugging things away as 'that's just how it is.' You find the courage to grow with every season, face the difficult ones, the worries and the fears, to protect what's really important.

The beautiful thing is that through the hardest seasons our roots are strengthened. When you reach out for the sun again, new shoots will emerge - fresh, green and vibrant. I'm not like the old me anymore, but I like the new me ☘️ I like the garden I've become.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 '𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯' 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦’𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬e.

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 💞 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵?

22/05/2026

Part V: Four Seasons in a Day

This life is a blur. The dizzying sensory experience of early motherhood.

I was lucky enough to soak up the newborn stage a second time, living in a bubble like a hot summer’s fever dream. But the seasons change, I've lived four seasons in a day with two under three.

“Mumma, mumma, mumma - do you want to play with me?” says the toddler.
A mountain of laundry stares at me in the corner. The dishwasher is full. Muffin crumbs decorate the couch, the remaining evidence of a desperate bribe to buy some quiet time: “Please do some good waiting, I need to get your brother to sleep.”

Hours go by and I haven't achieved a single thing, but we've gotten out of the house.
Round and round the merry-go-round we go. We are aging in parallel, changing before my eyes while I am stuck in the loop of everyday.

We keep spinning and laughing, nothing else is in focus but you. I remind myself it is impossible to do everything. You are what matters, and the rest can simply fall away.

“Mama, I love you three lots. Lots and lots and lots.”

Overwhelmed, overstimulated, overjoyed.

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𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. '𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦', 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

21/05/2026

Part IV: When the Rose Blooms

I used to be so black and white. I liked rules. Rules are good. They give a level of certainty, you know what to expect with rules. Play within the rules and everything will be fine. But how can the words rules and play really be in the same sentence? I look at children playing, and there are no rules. Just exploration, finding joy and wonder.

Postpartum, we so often look in the mirror and don't recognise ourselves anymore. Who is she?? A time of winter. Hibernation. Trusting we will have our season of spring again.

But now I wonder about the woman I used to be - would 𝘴𝘩𝘦 even recognize 𝘮𝘦? Would she like what she sees?

I didn't want children because I was terrified of repeating history, certain that the fractures of my own mothering would be fated to flow down into the next generation.

And then I looked into the eyes of my babies, and I realized I am not a continuation of her ghost. I am the root system making something entirely new out of the same soil.

I used to be black so and white. Now I have a family, I am like Spring, so full of colour.

- - - -🌹 - - - -

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴, '𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦,' 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

19/05/2026

Part III: Of Petals and Thorns

Ozempic. Sales on walking pads. A watch reminder - 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨! Because how would it know I'm a breastfeeding mother and not an office worker anymore? Get your 10,000 steps in. Drink more water. Did I even eat breakfast? "Breastfeeding women should aim for 30g of protein per meal to optimize satiety and support weight-loss."

I see a beautiful mother celebrating her body on my feed, finally. Straight after, an ad for a 4-Month Postpartum Weight Loss Challenge.
I am convinced the algorithm hates women.

It doesn't know that my body, like a flower, grew and expanded. I took a seed and I made a whole new person. And an extra organ.
AI could never.

But I should shrink, after opening and blossoming? Bounce back, get back into your old jeans. "Medical weight-loss with no judgement from $395*". The algorithm tells me I am not beautiful. I am not enough.

Petals and skin. Like a flower in anthesis, I opened. Within me, instead of pollen, was a portal - a brand new life. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚?

ーーー 🌹 ーーー

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴, '𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦,' 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

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