I think I have encountered it, ladies and gentlemen. My spirit animal. And what type of animal is it? Is it a dingo, a blue whale, a rare bird or a raw prawn? Well no. It is a duck. A very common native duck. Read more
Welcome to Canberra, ladies and gentlemen — the national capital of Australia, where the federal parliament convenes when it feels like it and policy is made on the hop in the
rabbit warrens corridors of power. It is also home to many rabbits. Read more
Our friends wonder why we don’t move to the country since my husband and I seem to spend more time in a neighbouring country town than we do in our own city. Sometimes I wonder this myself. I grew up in the country so I get a bit nostalgic for the “country life”. However, we can enjoy both worlds, town and country, as it is only a 20 minute drive to our favourite country market. Read more
It has been a wild and windy week in Southeast Australia. This afternoon it was 3ºc, with an apparent temperature of -4ºc due to the gale force winds.
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Response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt — Wind.
There is a new photography challenge – Bird Of The Day.
Here is my first entry — a yellow-rumped thornbill. In the manner of little birds, there one moment and gone the next.
June – the Serenity edition.
June – you cast your spell
dappled greys through sunlit days
frost upon your breath
chill winds bring the winter solstice
earth tilts, turns
a ballerina in slow motion. Read more
Let me tell ya ’bout*
the birds Read more
Ah May … absolutely sublime but odd.
Weirdly, still bathed in sun this late into autumn.
Because truth in promotion is important (just kidding), here is an artistic shot of a plastic bag polluting the creek. Still, the light is nice.
Record May temperatures have extended the growing season for my tomatoes and the beautiful autumn colour beyond their usual best-before date. Read more
One must not be subtle or delicate about climate emergencies.
Who shall dry my tears
when the flowers are gone?
Not the morally bankrupt,
nor the weekend warriors.
Caught in your own bubble
of flattery and deceit.
Walk into my parlour. Take
your seat. Parliament is now in session
and treachery abounds.
Watch your step, watch your back,
said the spider to the clown.
What goes around, comes around.
Earth, she will not wait. Read more