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Friday, August 28. It begins. This is what I wrote, on Saturday: “One minute he was fine. The next minute he was “talking” rather more than usual. The minute after that, he was yowling in pain. And it was midnight. … Continue reading
Category Archives: Animals
Summer in the southern hemisphere is fire time. Managed fire can be a blessing, clearing out choking undergrowth and removing pestilent rodents. Out of control fire is a different entity altogether. In the summer of 2019/2020 nearly the entire continent … Continue reading
After we thoroughly dissected the current state of affairs, with name-calling like “that devilish asshole” and “radical rightie”, my friend and I could only repeat the two phrases that define the unsettled feelings we were left with: “What a mess” … Continue reading
Last January, our member from down under, Gillian Pollack, enlightened us with just how devastating the fires in Australia were, not only to the landscape, the animals, and the people, but how hard hit Australian authors were hit because … Continue reading
Well, have you? Swan Upping is the traditional census-taking of Mute Swans on the River Thames, wherein swans are rounded up, checked for bands or banded, and released. The king or queen of England, by ancient law and custom dating … Continue reading
The highlight of our Saturday morning is going to the Albany Farmer’s Market to buy duck eggs. I didn’t think I would be writing today’s blog about eggs, but, well, sometimes if there is no looming personal subject or event … Continue reading
Again I don’t know what I’m going to write about. I have to write myself into the inspirational corner but depending on the size of the room it might take a while. Behind me I hear the boy cat coming. … Continue reading
I’ve been trying to pull stories out of my brain that have nothing to do with the Plague, but the sad fact is other than spilling out fiction every morning—the endless historical, another romance dredged out of the sink-hole to … Continue reading
Lambing 2020 has begun! In previous years we’ve always had a pretty good idea about who’s going to lamb and when. We’d raddle* the ram and change the raddle colour every few weeks so we’d know who he’d gone back … Continue reading
When we shifted realities about September last year, the seasons changed. Canberra moved out of Firetime very quickly. Honestly, we had no choice. Even before the fires were out, we were preparing for Crowtime (I made a pun COVID-19 as … Continue reading