Letterbox surprises

It would be someone quite peculiar that said they didn't like getting mail. I love it. (Apart from bills. They can go straight back from whence they came thank you very much). So you can image my delight when a lovely silky enevelope with my name hand written on it arrived last week.



Michaela and Leon had thoughtfully sent me a thankyou card. I'm so chuffed. I ask absolutely nothing from my couples, just that they have a wonderful wedding day. So to get a card in the mail means so much to me. It means so much that they've taken the time to write me a note to say thanks, when no thanks is required at all.

And of course I love their card, because it's got my photos plastered all over it.
It's the perfect use of my photos really. They're being lived and loved, as they ought to be. Not just shoved in a draw only to be looked at on special occasions. Can you tell I'm one of those 'use the good china all the time' kind of girls?



And inside theirs a little magnet that's now on my fridge quoting one of their favourite Leunig poems.


I also like finding out what couples are up to, once their wedding day has come and gone and their new life together is in full swing. Michaela and Leon have just bought their first house, and next time I'm up in Shepparton I'll have to pop in and have a look.

In completely unrelated, and utterly indulgent news, I've re-arranged my bookcase. Why do I love it so? Because I've colour co-ordinated it. I've got the whole colour spectrum thing going on now.




It's beautiful, and I look at it all. the. time. There's not much beauty going on in my house (it's a rental, and it's from the 70's. Need I say more?) So to have this burst of colour really lifts the mood of the place.



And who would have thought that so many books had red covers?

*Meaghan

What I'm watching: United States of Tara (check out the opening credits)