and so it goes

im miles from where you are
i lay down on the cold ground
and i pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms.

martha wainwright is so good.




weekend at the beach. coffee. opshops. surf shops. sand castles. twilight. gilmore girls. fondue. pancake lunch. waves crashing. rain. boots. feist. blankets. green tea. sisterhood of the travelling pants 2. laughing fits. group cooking efforts. more coffee.

so share this breath with me

i like, coming home to my bed, after being somewhere different for awhile. reading saturdays paper on tuesday night. listening to songs on repeat for hours. looking through photos and remembering times and places and the people that made it. james morrisons voice. dancing to late 80's mercedes and lt. funk with friendzales. incense burning. running til i feel like my legs might fall off. working with cayley. singing in my car in the morning. or the afternoon. or night, whenever really.


from one of my fave blogs twisted and tongue tied she's just lovely.

haere ra x

why is john mayer so good?

when i say i ask myself this question every day, i'm not even kidding.
i'm completely in awe of him right now...


It's not a silly little moment
It's not the storm before the calm
This is the deep and dying breath of
This love we've been working on



Can't seem to hold you like I want to
So I can feel you in my arms
Nobody's gonna come and save you
We pulled too many false alarms



We're going down
And you can see it too
We're going down
And you know that we're doomed
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room



I was the one you always dreamed of
You were the one I tried to draw
How dare you say it's nothing to me
Baby, you're the only light I ever saw



I'll make the most of all the sadness
You'll be a bitch because you can
You try to hit me just to hurt me
So you leave me feeling dirty
Because you can't understand



We're going down
And you can see it too
We're going down
And you know that we're doomed
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room



Go cry about it, why don't you?
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room

Don't you think we oughta know by now?
Don't you think we shoulda learned somehow?

my dear we're slow dancing in a burning room

this weekend has been beautiful..
sleepovers with laura. sunday brunch with laura and beka. shopping and finding sweet bargains. baking. sunshine. laughter. conversation. impromptu adventure to auckland to visit mt eden and play in the city.
getting ready for the busy busy week ahead..

monday- wednesday nights i'm helping with this thing called 'stations of the cross' its like an interactive art exhibition held in the Hamilton gardens every easter. heaps of artists come together to make it happen and it is such a priviledge to be part of it, ushering people through. if your from Hamilton make sure you come and check it out.. doors at 7:30 pm each night til around 10pm, its $5 and runs until Saturday night. and you get an amazing fair trade coffee (or hot chocolate) once you've been through.

then thursday night until monday afternoon i'm going to easter camp. so excited. a 4 day break sounds like a dream!

pretty much only listening to around 6 artists/bands at the moment.. john mayer, adele, angels and airwaves, justice, the postal service, the ember days, coldplay and a few others.. so good.


(not sure where this picture came from, got it from lauras computer)

love and light. x