Don’t ask me. I’ve no idea. But I did want to take it home with me to look after it. Read more
Out To Pasture?
King Of The Flies
I forgot to include this photo of a beautiful fly in my November Changing Seasons post. You know the weather is warming up when the blow flies come a-visiting. Maybe these exquisitely beautiful creatures are not such a pain after all. Unlikely praise for the king of the flies. Read more
My Lovely Horse
I’ve gone from light programming to the sublimely ridiculous. As one does. We’ve got a big race coming up in a couple of weeks in Australia. It’s the race that stops a nation – the Melbourne Cup. I’m ambivalent about it. I thought I would get in early with a canter counter-point. Read more
Book Review: Our Life Off the Grid – An Urban Couple Goes Feral (by J. David Cox)
David Cox and Sally Davies escape the rat race of Vancouver and corporate careers for life on a remote island in British Columbia, Canada. Think of it as a mid-life crisis or perhaps even an epiphany. There isn’t much that Dave can’t learn from a book or the internet, or through trial and error. So Dave and Sally set out to self-build a house on a steep and difficult site on the tip of a peninsula (ie. no road access). Much of the book is devoted to the trials, tribulations and joys of remote living and the characters that form part of Dave and Sally’s remote community. Sound boring? It isn’t. Read more
Ode to Ama – A Bush Ballad
Dear Readers, here is a poem about my dog, Ama. It is written in the style of a bush poem. Read more
Linear Dreamings
To Thine Own Self Be True, Especially If You Want to Make a Zillion Bucks
WordPress Daily Prompt — Authentic
The Daily Prompt is “authentic“. I should leave this one alone, but I’m afraid I can’t help myself. I’ve got a blog so I might as well use it. Authentic seems to be more than just the le mot du jour; it’s everywhere and has been for a few years now. It has crept into every-day conversation. We all want to be authentic. Read more
Sounds of Zen – A Parody
In honour of the National Folk Festival (Australia), which opens tonight (Thursday), I have written a little parody that I thought I would test out on you, dear Readers. I have no idea whether I will be brave enough to recite it at any of the poetry workshops. I never have before. It depends on your feedback. If you are really brave, you can try to sing along to the tune of the Sounds of Then, which was written and performed by Ganggajang (you’ll have to sing over the top of their words). I won’t be singing come performance time. I’ve provided a link to the original song below. Aussies may find this fun, but others will probably be completely flummoxed. Please note there is a certain amount of hyperbole used in this poem.
The Word-Forgetting Blues
Snow White and the Two Coos
WordPress Daily Prompt – Captivating
I’ve never been much of a camper. Until recently, I could count the number of times I’ve been camping on one hand. For something different, and to save money, my love and I decided to take a driving/camping holiday en route to visit family in Queensland. We had no excuses because my big boy worked in a camping store so he could kit us out. I now realise what I’ve missed out on my whole life. This is the story of our first night camping. Read more
