In the gentle stillness of dawn, as the first light casts a soft glow over the bare canes of the vineyard, a profound sense of peace prevails. The rows of grapevines, many already pruned back to just a few buds, remind me of the resilience needed to thrive and bear...
I see a lot of roadkill on our country roads. Kangaroos, rabbits, sometimes a sheep, cockatoos, galahs and magpies, but I never seem to see a crow dead in the road. I’ve become increasingly interested in why is it that crows seem to avoid such carnage. Cockatoos and...
Grief is never what you expect it to be. Each death is different and gives rise to its own unique feelings and expressions. Each person who grieves does so from their own experiences and circumstances. There are tragic deaths, unexpected deaths, shocking deaths and...
My dog, Annie, loves to chase a stick or a ball. She is a Kelpie/Blue Heeler cross, the product of an unplanned tryst between her Blue Heeler mother, living in the town of Colbinabbin, and a Kelpie farmdog visiting town on the back of its owner’s ute, who saw...
We closed the little church at Toolamba on Sunday (4th Dec 2016). It was a sad day for the people of Toolamba and for anyone who has been associated with it in its 140 year history. It was with deep regret that we reached the decision to close and decommission the...
