Sunny Nelson

My brother Will and I spent a few days in Nelson last week, staying with our grandparents. It was a wonderful break from the sadness that is a ruined city and a condemned house. We've been antique shopping, plum picking, quad biking, bush bashing, and catching up with long-lost family members aplenty.




Upon our arrival home, we went on another adventure to a far-flung reserve on the outskirts of the city. There were plenty of late summer blackberries to be picked, and holes made in tights due to their thorns! We wore some of our garb picked up thrifting in Nelson- him a Ben Sherman shirt and me the pink dress. My grey coat is thrifted too, Logan picked it out for me from the kids' section of a Sydney thrift store. I love the peter-pan collar and navy velvet piping, although I'm the first to admit the sleeves are a little short and I can't button it. Why are kids' clothes always the cutest, like the sheer dress up above? Sigh.






Phew, so many pictures! I'm back to work tomorrow, so it'll be out with the adventuring and in with the jewellery making, at least until university starts again. And who knows when that will be!