Billabong Flats 3 Australian animal adventures by Ria Loader All are welcome at Billabong Flats in the Australian Bush. Who will the new dingo pups become? Can wildly different animals learn to dance? What mysteries are hidden in the oldest … Continue reading
Billabong Flats 2 Australian animal adventures 2 by Ria Loader All are welcome at Billabong Flats in the Australian Bush. Who will the new dingo pups become? Can wildly different animals learn to dance? What mysteries are hidden in the … Continue reading
There are unknown things popping up out of the ground. It’s February, you know. For me, February is when spring begins. I can tell because of the birds. They’re already establishing boundaries for family rearing. The male juncos haven’t started … Continue reading
We live on an island–Orcas Island, in the San Juans, in farthest western Washington State–and there are lots of lovely woods here. I’ve written before about how much I love walking in the woods, how I walk nearly every day … Continue reading
Just me, some confused deer, and thoughts of hope I just got back from my second walk of the day, in the pouring rain. A mile and a half up and down our muddy, one-lane rural road. As I stepped … Continue reading
She was born on the banks of the blue Danube in a country whose name is but a memory. She left that home at ten, and lived in five countries on four continents before setting up shop in cyberspace. When asked about her life, all she will say is that she was born six years before men walked on the moon, and is married to a man who wooed her in cyberspace and lured her to America. But if you want to know about Alma Alexander’s stories, ah, that’s something else entirely.
Continue readingAt Billabong Flats, a mythic world set in the Australian Bush, animal friends come together for adventures and to have fun. The animals dream a place where the spirit of the Land speaks through them. They learn each others ways and come together in peace.
Continue readingSo I used the time I am spending inside my house – covid, and toxic air, and all like that – in order to try and earn some money. I am doing critique reports for manuscripts through an agency that … Continue reading
A couple of weeks ago I did a First, for me: I attended my first virtual convention. To wit, the NASFiC from Columbus, Ohio, which was entirely run in cyberspace – with panels and things on Zoom, and virtual gatherings … Continue reading
I am in the midst of a beta-read of a novel you will all be seeing through BVC not too long from now – Phyllis Irene Radford’s “Siren Singer” – and in the context of the book she touches on … Continue reading
