Moments that matter


What Xanthe Saw at our little farm 1

What Xanthe Saw at our little farm 2


What Xanthe Saw at our little farm 3


What Xanthe Saw at our little farm 4

What Xanthe Saw at our little farm 5

What Xanthe Saw at our little farm 6

Xanthe recently spent a day following us around taking photos. I love that she captured moments that matter to us. 

The remnants of a nettle tea and damper twirl afternon tea…

Me in pink dishwashing gloves foraging stinging nettle…

Baskets of nettle waiting to be washed and dried (can you tell I’m obsessed with nettle?)…

Flicking through a field guide looking for something we spotted on our walk…

Them being typically cheeky…

And the last photo is my absolute faourite…. Me with my double chins and Daddy Eco with his smile lines. Xanthe has magically captured us being us. Me shoving baskets of weeds into the back of his car and him laughing at me despite stressing about the mess. 

She truly captured us. Not the posing us. But the real us. 

Here’s a whole lot more photos from the day (please don’t think less of my for the pile of dirt on our floor. Little Eco is seriously going to need house training once we eventually move out of the shed home). 

Thank you Xanthe. You have beautifully captured moments that truly matter to us. 

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