Overwhelm
You know what my trouble is? I make things complicated for myself. Yes I do. It’s been…(hang on while I check….) …..six months? SIX MONTHS since I wrote on my blog! Holy guacamole. And in that time...
View ArticleLessons learned from hurdling
I was thirteen-years-old when I burst through the front door of my childhood home. ‘MUM!’ I shouted. ‘Guess what? I made it to Diocesan! I’m representing the school at the Diocesan Regional Athletics...
View ArticleMuse
Well helloooo! I’m back! Gosh it’s been a while hasn’t it? I’ve been busy. Really, really busy. And also, a bit flat. Last year was a tough year, for all sorts of reasons. Just haven’t felt brave...
View ArticleThe Plant Lover Who Peaked Too Soon
Like most folk where I live near Tamworth in NSW, I became pretty excited earlier in the week by the news that there was a very unusual weather pattern forming that was going to bring us rain. Lots and...
View ArticleRithum/rythmn/rithem/whatever
Hey for a little while there…you know…for a fleeting moment, I had a bit of a rythmn going. Did you notice? I was blogging every Sunday! Well, okay there were TWO Sundays. Two consecutive Sundays. I...
View ArticleIn my dreams
You know you’ve been in isolation too long when you dream about toilet paper. Last night I dreamt that I found a 36 pack of toilet paper in the builder’s aisle at Bunnings. I know. How’s my luck?! Here...
View ArticleTaking Stock: April 2020
Well will you look at this?! Two blog posts two days running! This is extremely unusual . These however, are unusual times. It occurred to me yesterday when I was feeling disconnected from my friends...
View ArticleHow podcasts saved me
When I wrote last week about the people who helped drag me out of a hole, there were several others that I forgot to mention… …my favourite podcast hosts. There are too many to mention and since they...
View ArticleIsodays #2
I woke up this morning to the sound of a bird flapping at my window. I noticed how chilly my nose was and clocked the temperature in my bedroom at about 4 degrees Celsius. Not because my nose knows but...
View ArticleBaking Bread
I have a confession to make. In the summer of 1979 my Grandma found what can only be described as a black, dried out, furry morsel of bread behind a couch in her lounge room. ‘Who hid their sandwich...
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