And still the ash comes in …
Walking round home: December 2019 (part 1)
I: Blue Earth Café, Bodalla I have a haircut at 10am, a really really short cut. Then I insert my emu feather earrings and head up to Blue Earth to wait for 12.30 and lunch with a special friend. I order a stiff black coffee, and settle down to read old Guardian magazines, yellow highlighter […]
No, Scott Morrison, my husband does NOT want to be fighting fires this summer!
Originally posted on SMARTER THAN CROWS:
Update: This post has now had more than 80,000 views. Thank you to everyone that’s sharing it. I wish I’d put this link up before I published. For anyone wanting to donate to the Rural Fire Service, please make a donation directly to your local brigade if you have…
Walking around home: November part 2
I: Where else?? Low tide at Potato Point, a day before the temperature creeps up, while northern NSW and southern Queensland burn. People lose their homes and their lives and politicians pray and wrangle. It seems almost obscene to be walking along a deserted beach without a wisp of smoke in the air, although there’s […]
Eurobodalla art: November 2019
I: SoArt gallery, Narooma When I went to this exhibition, I was expecting a feast of painted chairs. I found that, and far more. For one thing there were plans and a photo of a model of the planned Narooma Arts and Community Centre, plans already at council awaiting approval. The guardian of the gallery […]
Salmagundi 6
This collection represents the kind of disorganised chaos I’ve been living since I returned from Warsaw in mid-September. It criss-crosses the equator, beginning with a few of the food joys at Grójec Wielki. I watched Ola pound the top of a pomegranate – or was it the bottom? – for half an hour till all […]
Walking around home: November part 1
I: Potato Point beach at high tide Walking the beach at high tide is not something I usually do, but today is my 75th birthday, and my Queensland daughter is visiting, so why not? As always, there are gifts, this time mainly the subtle ones of sand patterns marking some more than usual ferocity of […]
