Today I am spending time with the prompts from the Simple Woman’s Daybook (every time I type that I feel annoyed about responding to prompts that label those who contribute as ‘simple’). Sitting in My Garden: Today I am in the garden, later in the morning, and enjoying the the view from the sunny spot in…
Last year I planned two weekly posts: Monday Memoir and Working Wednesday. They were reflections on my life stories and how things were going in my work week. Over the year I managed about twenty-six of each category. I realised that the life stories were interesting because I enjoy the background research but the work…
School holidays, they’re a bitter sweet time I can feel nostalgic about. The sweet, the children home, no routine, extra baking, trips to the park, visiting friends, extra children in the house and the break from work. The bitter, crowded grocery stores and increased prices for holiday accommodation. Now the routine is the same every…
Last night we enjoyed a harvest from the strawberry bath and tubs; red, juicy and big too. We topped them with coconut yoghurt imagined we were in heaven. A friend in our writing group was renovating her wheelbarrow of strawberries and gave us about twenty new runners. The MOTH (Man of The House) and I nicknamed our friend…
You would miss Lightning Ridge on an Australian map if you were not specifically heading there. It is off the well worn Castlereagh Highway and just south of the Queensland border. What makes it worth the 8km detour is that it is one of the few places in the world where black opals are found…
The bonding experience many feel when arriving in Lightning Ridge may not have happened for us but there were a few magical moments as we explored the town. Usually before leaving home I like to have our adventure stops well researched which includes some background history. This time the curiosity and excitement that usually accompanies an absence…
We’ve been members of the Camper Trailer Club for three years and each year at the annual gathering we rekindle friendships made the previous years. The gatherings run from Sunday night through to Friday night and the closing ceremony when next year’s location is revealed. They are a hardy bunch…… mostly baby boomers. We feel at…
A speck in relation to the global attractions that weigh in at the spectacular end side wow, Port Stephens may well be insignificant in comparison to say, the Sydney Harbour Bridge or Uluru but it can boast that it is twice the size of Sydney Harbour. The port has front row tickets during the migration…
This morning a baby male possum fell out of the tree near our tent. He spent the day in a makeshift pouch and cared for by the neighbours. Amazing how the plight of an animal can unite strangers. When twilight moved in the campers who had been feeding the mother possum were hoping to once…
Surrounded by Myall Lakes National Park on the Treachery Camp is a free form bush camp where we spent four nights at the beginning of a year of promise. We arrived mid afternoon and once we found somewhere to pull the car and camper trailer safely off the road, we ate lunch. With full bellies…
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