Stories from the journey home
I was recovering from a cold earlier this month. I had gone into work but discovered my body wasn’t ready to get back to it. Wilting fast, I drove to the doctors and ducked into a Malaysian place for lunch. I ordered and tried not to hack up a lung as I waited for the […]
It was a beautiful night. A warm night. A friend and I bought cheap-ish tickets to the Opera on the harbour. I left my husband and young son at home, and we saw fireworks and betrayal play out over the water. The giant orange ball was supposed to represent the rising sun. Alas for poor […]
Taken one cold and wet morning on the way to work. Via the Daily Post Photo Challenge #16: Water
This story comes from the UK. By now it’s probably done the rounds. But I wanted to collect this one. Lewis Hornby just made life a whole lot easier for seniors living with dementia by taking the time to understand them. The London based student wanted to help his own grandmother who was living with the […]
It was just a little posy. But it was pretty. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday!
Well, it was tiny when we saw it. Then I zoomed in and took the picture on my phone. Now it looks huge. My apologies to anyone who hates spiders. Via the Daily Post Photo Challenge #15: Tiny
I haven’t watched Nanette. I want to watch Nanette. I should watch Nanette. From the trailers, it seems like a soul-searing look at one woman’s story. Someone who is, in her own words, “gender not-normal”. “I don’t identify as transgender. But I’m clearly gender not-normal. I don’t think even lesbian is the right identity for […]
There is a mountain in Hobart. I’ve always known it as Mt Wellington. But it reclaimed its aboriginal name not too long ago — Kunanyi. On a clear day, you can see the Derwent river stretch before you and flow out to sea. Not that day though. We had gone up but the clouds covered […]
Strong and vibrant. Red is one of my favourite colours. Via the Daily Post Photo Challenge #14: Red
Funny thing about a cold. It seems to change in severity depending on who gets it in our household. When my husband gets a cold, he often claims he is at death’s door. “I’m dying,” he splutters through a mountain of used tissues. “We’re all dying,” my son jokes. “Well, I’m dying faster,” his father […]
Potentiality for Love — Mahdollinen Rakkaus, by Eija-Liisa Ahtila. The installation by the Finnish artist questions the potential for empathy and love between living beings. Using LED modules, the artist creates a moving image of a woman who looks like she is floating through space. It’s a sketch of a distant memory; of a mother; […]
A cockatoo on the roof of my in-law’s caravan. As bold as you please. I guess we were intruding on its space!
“Why do you write?” The writing prompt sat in my email inbox for a while. I looked at it and closed it. Looked at it again, and decided it was too hard to answer. I’m not sure why I write. Some famous writer once said there was nothing to it. You just had to sit […]
Taken on one of my early morning walks some time ago. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday
Two round faces on the wall. We were at an Aleks Danko exhibition some years ago at the Museum of Contemporary Art. The image was taken on my phone and edited using Hipstamatic. Via the Daily Post Photo Challenge #12: Round
My son is in his final year at primary school. He is a solid, average student. He isn’t the highest achiever in his class and has had some intensive academic support at school to keep him in the middle. His local public school is not as well resourced as the expensive private schools, but I […]
