July 25, 2014

what poppy wore // pumpkin patch.

suit // c/o pumpkin patch.

what is it about little bodies in little onesies? squishy, comfy and perfect.
if i was one again i would be sure to have a lovely collection.
especially one with spots and a built in birdy toy.

happy weekend folks.
♡ ashley

July 21, 2014

links to love.

Some inspirations found around these webs.

// an incredibly inspiring photography project.

// we l.o.v.e our ultrasonic humidifier. it doesn't use hot steam so is safe for little explorers and no mild can be made. plus we can use it to diffuse essential oil blends. i have been burning a blend of 2 drops each :: lavender, lemon + peppermint which is meant to help build natural immunity. we could use some wellness around here.

// these beautiful photos of mothers over the past 50 years show some things never change.

// how gorgeous is this maple toy camera! i have such love for handmade and natural materials for the girls to play with.

// create compost from dog poop. we are saving for this little number. speaking of compost, this kitchen compost bin does all the work without having to leave your prep area. clever. i am working on a post all about how to compost. we have learned a lot over failures and wins with our piles and keen to share the goodness.

// we have an abundance of coffee grinds in our home. this list of 15 creatives uses for coffee grinds is fab. not too long ago i had a cocktail while out with some girlfriends which had coffee grounds in it. that i would not do again. but thumbs up to feeding my plants and fancying my beauty routine.

// am already planning the move from cot to "big girl bed" for poppy. beautiful jess makes the most amazing linen. this duvet cover is on the "need" part of pops' 2nd birthday list.

Happy Monday.
♡ ashley

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July 16, 2014

my movie // on wisdom with age.

It is the eve of my 36th year. t.h.i.r.t.y.s.i.x. I have been feeling, you know, "old" as I say the number out loud. Seriously? I saw Radiohead the very first time 22 years ago. It has been 18 years since I left high school. I started travelling 16 years ago. Time has somehow grabbed my feet from under me and skipped forward. I have lived every year but I feel like I have blinked and missed something. The beat has gotten fast and thumping. Every day rushing ahead until a week has passed, a month, a year. Another birthday. Another line. The grey hair. Old.

Until my sense of balance realised just how much time I have ahead of me. Not the years behind me. Those years are the building blocks. This point in life is so full of promise, see,  I am going to dive in. To stretch and grow. To build an even better foundation of blocks and bridges. To work on the things I have talked about doing for so long.

I started yoga this week. I have dabbled in it on and off over the years. I love the premise but the reality of my uncoordinated sequencing in previous dance and movement classes and shaky knees led me away from practice. This time, I am going to stick with it. In that very first class, for the most part I was able to block out the feeling that someone else was watching me. That it was about anything but what I could do. What I am capable of.

Before the class, a few days back, I read a great article about things that are stopping us from being happy. One of the points the author made was that we are not the stars in the movie of life. Sure, we have a script, but so does every other being. So we can't expect anyone to play a different role than the one they have. I have been busy for so long thinking someone next to me in a class, on a street, everywhere, gives a crap what I am doing. Not in a self-absorbed way, but a life stopping way. Insecurities reign when you think others are watching you. But I am realising, they aren't. Chances are very high they are watching themselves. And if they are watching it's because they haven't looked closely at their own script.

Worrying about others has stopped me from doing a lot in my grown up years. In case they judge me, I say the wrong thing, I fail.

But then I lost my dad. His life cut short. I won't cut mine short. It's time to build myself. For me.

Yoga will continue. I am also starting a women's swim class. Learning to master the manual mode on my camera. Reading. Making. Living.

2014 has been a rough trot, but I am changing the forecast. It is time to shine in my role. Letting those around me shine in theirs.

It feels good this growing up thing. Wisdom does come with age and I feel like I may have recently gifted myself some of that big picture wisdom that I have been missing along the journey.

♡ ashley

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July 15, 2014

Simple Dinner // Wholefood // Vegetable Pie.

Winter is hard here. Not that we are slogging through snow or hiding from frostbite. Just endless rain, cold winds, running noses and a general slog of cabin fever. It is exhausting. I try and balance these aspects with wholesome food. Eating things that warm our tummies and make use of what is both local and seasonal. The above photo does nothing to sell this meal. I was taking the photo in the throws of arsenic hour and had a three year old playing the role of Elsa in frozen with a one year old attempting to climb my leg chanting "dadadadada," pretty camera angles be damned.

Alas, I promise, this recipe is simple and delicious. Unless you don't like tahini. But who doesn't like tahini? I mean...

Vegetable Pie

4 tomatoes cut in quarters
1 red capsicum- roasted
1/2 cup tahini
juice of a lemon
400g roasted cauliflower
400g roasted sweet potatoes
-we added parsnip and pumpkin-
1 cup frozen peas

Preheat the oven to 175Âșc.
Put the tomatoes, capsicum, tahini and lemon juice in your food processor and blend to a sauce.
Combine the veggies in a large baking dish and pour the tahini sauce over. Cook for 25 minutes or until piping hot and golden. Devour.

Recipe adapted from Wholefood Simply.

♡ ashley

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July 14, 2014

Simplicity Parenting // A quick toy tidy + A Fair Trade & Beautiful Giveaway.

I have referred to the book Simplicity Parenting countless times in this space. I love the premise behind it. The simple guidance of less is more in parenting (as is the case of all things) and that we need to invest in our children. Less stuff, more time, less noise, more peace. The goods.

Despite my desire to just have things simple, the battle is a constant one in our tiny home with toys and "stuff." I stand on the edge of worshiping design and pretty things and knowing that space is what I and my children need to have. So I make sure to keep things simple here. If a birthday is coming we pile up bags and boxes of items to donate, sell and throw (badly broken) and make more room than what we have coming. It keeps the peace.

I have been working on finding some good solutions to the toy box explosion that occurs regardless of my clearing the clutter.

A quick way to tidy but provide order in miss. four's space.

At the moment we have a Trofast in her closet with each bucket holding a type of toy. Duplo, a wooden train set, barbies and my little ponies, kitchen toys and fake food, Schliech animals and felt playmats/baskets for homes. The top of her closet has baskets with colouring books, craft kits, play-dough, and puzzles neatly lined side-by-side. This is our rainy day collection. In her bedroom sits a Stuva Storage Bench filled with dress-ups. On top is a cosy lambswool and her Sylvanian Families treehouse and little cottage. In the corner is a tee-pee we pull out for hideaway nooks some days. Finally, a doll's bed and a beautiful hessian sack of stuffed toys and dolls.

For the most part, the girls share these toys so it is more than enough for two little souls to keep amused. We don't really need all the toys we have but they are all played with and open-ended enough to grow with the girls.
The beautiful storage sack comes from The Dharma Door. The Dharma Door has searched the world for the most highly skilled Fair Trade artisans, using raw materials, to create modern style merged with traditional making. Bringing resources to remote villages, the ethical work of The Dharma Door provides a lasting opportunity for men and women in these villages to continue working in their traditional skills.

The Sari Hessian Sack is 44cm x 38cm and handcrafted in Bangladesh. It holds more than enough stuffed toys (never an easy feat!) and would be equally beautiful as a laundry basket or near the door to catch shoes and other such objects. There are a beautiful selection of other beautiful Hessian Sacks on sale at half price right now too.

The Dharma Door has generously offered one lucky winner 1 x Sari Hessian Sack {rrp. $79}
To win just leave a comment below that includes which item at The Dharma Door you most adore. For an additional entry follow @piperandpoppies + @thedharmadoor on Instagram. Just leave a separate comment with your insta name below. You can also enter via Facebook, just leave a comment on either. The winner will be drawn on Wednesday July 23rd and be notified via email. Open to Australian residents only.

♡ ashley

June 29, 2014

links to love.

My head has been a lot clearer this week. My home productive and energetic. We have all been more settled and centred. It feels good. Some of the things I have read and loved this week.

/ this recipe for chicken soup for the soul is on my meal plan this week- doubled to have plenty of leftovers and even some to share with a friend who could use some soul food.

/ speaking of recipes...I cut out rice, pasta, bread etc. this past week and have been searching for wholesome recipes to fit the place. this pete evans rice-less cauliflower fried rice more than fits the spot.

/ winter means a lot of time playing inside. the girls cannot get enough of our anamalz, endless games of memory, and reading old favourites.

/ a reminder of why yelling is never the answer.

/ this ny times article about living with less got me thinking a lot about the stuff we have. piper and i donated a pile of her toys to some children with a lot less and it felt so good to teach her + remind myself about how nice it is to let go of stuff. i urge you to read it.

/ a very cool diy ladder wardrobe.

/ this print has been in my favourites on easy for a while. it never fails to make me smile.

Enjoy your week. Get out there and savour life. That's why we are here after all.

June 26, 2014

On losing my dad.

I wasn't going to write this post. To share this part of my life. But this means something to me. So here it is.

It was just over a fortnight ago that I lost my father. Cancer slowly deteriorated his body and mind until it was his time to leave. For me, the loss has been both healing and devastating in equal doses. Knowing he is no longer in pain but having to watch my girls grow up never having felt his love. It kills me.

I lived on the other side of the world from him for years. Having lost contact here and there for a few months at a time as I explored and spread my wings. As I dove into my ocean. Every time I would come up for air, he would be there. With a smile that glowed with pride, his eyes sparkling when I told him stories. That is the part that hurts the most, knowing I will never have anyone sparkle about me like he did. A dad is something pretty amazing for a girl. When they exist in your world you are safe. You are protected. It is quite a shift to lose that feeling.

About a week before we lost him, I was driving to work and realised I couldn't remember his voice, his face. I sobbed with the fact that I was losing him already. Then I stopped, took that breath I so tragically needed and shifted to the real stuff. His voice is not the memory I need, neither is how he looked. It is the sparkle on the inside. The feeling he gave. He was larger than life, he laughed and lived and not for a moment will he ever be forgotten.

This space has been quiet of late. Because I was busy saying goodbye. Being torn apart by that horrid cancer and the people it leaves in it's wake. And then putting back together the pieces. Being the person I know would have made those eyes sparkle. His girl.

To my dad. I will never forget you.
♡ ashley

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