These pictures were taken on a recent brunch date. In the last few months brunch has become a bit of a tradition with Reubs and I. Whenever we get a weekday off together, brunch is on the agenda!
Isn’t it funny how traditions evolve? The best ones just sort of just happen on their own. You go out for a nice brunch once or twice and then before you know it, a day off just doesn’t feel right without it. Reuben and I have been together for almost eight years now, and in that time we’ve created lots of little traditions together. Our current rituals include starting our days off with homemade lattes with cute pictures drawn on top, going to the makets each Sunday and listening to the The Weepies when we drive to my Mum’s house. While many small traditions like these come and go, fading as we enter a new chapter of our lives, other traditions last forever. Like having a picnic with our friends on Easter Sunday or watching The Santa Clause on Chistmas Eve (two traditions we’ve kept for years now). I so love these little rituals and I can’t quite imagine life without them. As our lives progress our traditions offer a reminder of all that has already been. They are a thread of constance and nostalgia throughout a lifetime of change. I think that’s lovely.
I’d love to hear about some of your traditions. Big or small. Won’t you please tell me about them?