Land-locked lake … dividing reef … spikey silhouettes … gallery of lichen … mélange … Liesegang rings … chert … pinnacle … extensive shell midden You never visit the same beach twice. It all depends on the tides; what the seas have been up to since you last visited; the weather; the sky; the receptivity […]
At this beach, an offshore island; a creek flowing into the sea (dry at the time of my visit); boatsheds and boats pulled up against the dunes; a discreet settlement in the bush; rocks with striped patterns in grey, orange and blue Bagging Eurobodalla Beaches has been dragging the chain a bit recently. Not any […]
Nina is a splendid cat. As a kitten she was callously chucked over the fence of the Newcastle Botanical Gardens, rescued, and brought home to my friend by a caring volunteer. She made a beeline for an accommodating lap. Nineteen years later, the lap is still accommodating, and so is the lounge and the bed. […]
1: The headland after rain For once promised rain actually eventuates. Not a heap, but more than we’ve had for months. I don’t get up till and unheard of 11 am after an all-night read: is this still a peculiar kind of jet-lag? My determination to walk is undiminished, and I enjoy an unaccustomed world […]
A bit over a week since I arrived home from Warsaw, and I’m off again, this time to Newcastle to visit a friend who’s been in hospital. Here are a few glimpses from that journey. Goulburn Mittagong Blacktown porch Newcastle lunch
Strange how themes emerge and transform. First, I saw this stripey wheelbarrow planter on the Potato Point Road … … and planters became the thing I kept seeing: a hollow trunk overflowing with Sydney rock orchids; a boat in front of an old shed with ghost writing speaking to Bodalla’s past; a mosaic planter beside […]
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