Writer’s Notes,
01/06/26
“Your whole life is a reflection of what you’re giving attention to.”
Happy Monday, and happy June! It’s a long weekend here in Greece. Yesterday was Pentecost, one of the most sacred days in the Orthodox calendar. Churches were full, special prayers were said and by the afternoon, head to a coastal area. Pentecost weekend is Greece’s unofficial start of summer.
While much of the country headed for a few days of salt and sun, we stayed at home. This morning we had breakfast on the balcony—coffee, Greek yoghurt, honey, blueberries and walnuts. Other than nature’s commotion, the neighbourhood was quiet. There was also a faint sound of cicadas this morning—making it clear that summer has arrived. It put a smile on my face.
For the first time in a long time, I find myself looking forward to summer. I’ve always thought of myself as an autumn person. Give me crisps mornings, cosy sweaters and that feeling of the seasons starting to shift. But something feels different this year. Maybe it’s stage we’re in as a family, maybe it’s the slower pace we’ve created in our days, or maybe I’m just getting better at enjoying what’s right in front of me instead of always looking ahead.
Either way, I’m ready for summer.
Ready for long al fresco dinners. Weekend swims. Linen everything. Watermelon on hot afternoons. Dusty roads that lead to unexpected places. All those familiar things that make a Mediterranean summer feel both simple and magical.
Calendar
June feels like it’s going to be a month of mix of things.
A cool, rainy May pushed our usual spring reset back. The house, the wardrobes—some of it got done, but there’s still a deeper seasonal reset waiting to happen.
A few trips are coming up over the next couples of weeks. A seaside getaway with girlfriends, London at the end of June. And then an anniversary trip to the Greek islands later in summer. I’ve been slowly pulling together packing lists, saving inspiration and editing what I already own. My taste has always leaned refined, elegant, elevated—but this year, I find myself reaching for something more. Lace. Vibrant colour. Fringe. Statement bags. Jewellery that says something. Maybe it’s the contrast of the trips themselves—London chic meets Mediterranean summer.
I’m also putting together a Mediterranean Summer Travel Edit—things I genuinely use and recommend for travelling in this part of the world during warmer months. A list I’ve been sharing with friends for years, finally in one place. That will be coming to the blog soon.
This week we’re taking G to see Sooshi Mango which he is absolutely thrilled about! I have a feeling it’s going to be one of those evenings we’ll be talking about for a long time.
And then the slower things. Beach days. Summer evenings. Time spent outdoors.
On my mind
I’ve been thinking about how creation can feel like a constant pull in different directions. I recently listened to a conversation between Amelia Brunett and Meghan Karp about the challenge of balancing multiple interests, motherhood and creative work. It stayed with me as a reminder that we all move through the world in our own way. Our perspective. Our corner of it. Our particular way of seeing things.
The in-betweens is where the magic happens. Not the performing, not the proving—just meeting of life where it actually is. Walking slowly. Noticing small joys. Participating without constantly needing to justify your place in it.
Which bring me back to this month’s quote—your whole life is a reflection of what you’re giving attention to. In a world of constant noise, I think many of us just want the real thing. Something that means something. So that’s what I’m following. Sharing from where I actually am—my faith, the joys, the everyday, the things that catch my eye, writing, Greece, whatever pulls at my curiosity. In the hope that some of it reaches someone who needed to find it.
Here’s to a summer of noticing. x