Bluesfest.

Well, Happy Easter y'all.

Here, in Australia, the long weekend at Easter plays host to Bluesfest, a seriously rad music festival that goes well beyond just the blues.

Buddy Guy charming the crowd and absolutely ripping up his guitar was a pretty big highlight.

But then there was the moon.

And that sky.

Dads.

I, very luckily, have a super awesome Dad. I inherited his love of red wine, bandy legs, taste for chilli and pickled onions, and never-give-up argumentative streak. Actually, I inherited a whole lot more than that; I'm essentially mini-me. Obvious differences aside, of course.

He works harder than anyone else I know, his mouth twitches when he thinks he's made a terrific joke (usually one that noone else gets), has absolutely no sense of direction which he refuses to acknowledge and he is literally one of the most selfless people alive.

This is him and his random friend who I've never met. Just hanging on a street in Melbourne on couches. As you do.

Happy Birthday, Dad. xoxo

PS - rad sneakers.

Fleet Foxes.

I've been listening to Fleet Foxes stacks lately. It's taking me back to summertime England where, nearly a year ago, I hibernated with the MMs to mend my wounded heart.

I love a soundtrack to life or a moment in time. During my stay we drove to countless boot sales, drank whisky and sloe gin and camped in the Cotswolds. So many of our adventures came with Helplessness Blues as our soundtrack; all topped off by seeing the band in London.

Bring on a European summer in 2013. I can't wait! I wonder what the soundtrack will be then...

The Woods.

My friend Sal. Hiding in the woods. This is one of my favourite pics. The light, the light!!

Scullery Made Tea.

Well today is clearly all about tea. I've been swooning over the gorgeous range from Scullery Made Tea, based in the beautiful Barossa Valley in South Australia.

I'm going to order a bunch of em, I love the sound of 'Rainwater Mint' - heavenly!

(top pic via ABC)

Jam and tea.

Oh. Wow. I am sleeeeeepy. I love impromptu celebrations, in fact, they're my favourite type of party and last night's with Sarah and Andy and Jules went into the wee hours of this morning.

So, my dear cousin Cherry helped with my recovery, bringing her trademark easy smile and news that my red-riding-hood cape for winter was in production under the watch of her fine couturier eye.

We made tea and toast with jam (C had Whole Larder Love's blackberry, I had Mum's raspberry) - I even broke out my special palomino cups which are never used.

Happy Saturday, dream catchers.
xoxo

Anais Mitchell.

Brilliant new discovery. Enjoy m'loves. xo.