The first 21 years of my life…
Published children’s book author – what a journey.
The single life – the 40’s . Shameless self-promo 🙂
I love these big Victoria cities – Melbourne and Bendigo
Nature Lover – always have been and always will be
A wonderful holiday with my entire family – all 9 of us 🙂
And the holiday of a lifetime to Western Australia
I thought of you again today my love, When I stood on the beach and watched the inverted pyramid of vertical column clouds heading straight out toward the horizon as far as the eye could see. And behind me, the sky was painted with twenty mermaids lying on their backs with their tails curled more
Listen while you read: I write this with a freshly sharpened lead, my love. I write hastily lest the moment be forgotten. I write now before my fingers seize up again. Tonight, not long ago, the wind thrashed my window and whistled around the corner of my house. All was completely calm and then suddenly
Click on this link to read posts about our homeschool journey that date back to 2012 Why is it so hard to live in the present? The children are older now and have jobs, homes, businesses, leases, mortgages and children of their own but not much else has changed. I took my older daughter, more
Award-winning author Barbara Kingsolver And Helen Garner discusses what it’s like to be a woman who is ageing. Isn’t it tragic that so many women have been and will continue to be, the victims of circumstance? They stand in the shadow of the men who supposedly love them. In the words of Virginia Woolf in more
The song of the crickets rings out when the path dips down, after the isthmus and before the southern end of the lake, and if you look up you’ll see a flock of birds overhead flying in V formation and if you look across you’ll see the baby lake birds fully grown now and with more
Journal – 26th January, 2018 He took me to Berwick Botanical Gardens this morning. We stood gazing at the scene at the lake both completely immersed in a world of our own but also of each other. We agreed a short story could be written and also a canvas painted from our vantage point: GRACE more
It is just after 4:00 A.M. I was dreaming about Moab, Brooke and I walking around the block just before dawn. I threw a red silk scarf around my shoulders and then I began reciting in my sleep why I write: I write to make peace with the things I cannot control. I write to more
THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS COARSE LANGUAGE. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS OFFENDS YOU. 14th February, 2018 – MERMAID at Cape Patterson I looked back to the rock shelf I’d been sitting on from 50 meters away, 100 meters, 250 meters and each time thought the same thing: my clothes were the exact colour more
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