Year: 2020

I bused into the city today to go to my fist exhibition (LIVE) at the Queensland Gallery of Modern Art. The city was sparkling – it’s the only way I can describe it. Blue skies, uninterrupted, except for the high rises, set against the most sensational blossoming trees. I caught my first glimpse of a…

In the spirit of fairness or even handedness today is all about the Reds – Dougall and I set off on a hot and sweaty Brisbane mid-morning, a little shell shocked at what the US was not delivering and almost unbelieving at the closeness of the election. So we walked on with some election blues,…

Following on from yesterday’s delightful story about a chipmunk restaurant I give you motherhood and a mother’s innate ability to offer their young a warm and safe place to nap during the day. No one was more surprised then me to see them there, resting, grooming, cuddling. I had gone to clean the BBQ from…

It is my favourite colour and my Mediterranean roots undoubtedly have something to do with it. Its also about the range, an infinite one it seems to me, from the palest azure to the darkest sea and sky. It is even more remarkable in nature. So today, with my American friends in mind, and with…

 Before the clouds gathered I set out with Dougall. He has boundless energy today. As his owner said “he was a bit nutso with the rain yesterday” and wow did he enjoy being out there. We came across some neighbours’ children and I said hi. They were walking to school because it was a Travel…

The clouds rolled around the skies bulging grey and threatening downpours – but we set off anyway and a group of us went to Rosemere to check on all the rose bushes we had pruned in the winter months. Laurel, its wonderful knowledgeable owner had invited us back. We all breathed an enormous sigh of…

Ok so I know my hair is according to Jane dip dyed, signifying nothing truly deterministic,  my T shirt is about 100 years old and my shorts have slipped down on my hips so I look as if I have a muffin top. The fronts are covered with Dougall’s slobber and my legs have got…

It would be unfair to talk only of Jacarandas. The month of October in Brisbane is full of purply -blues and yellows. The silky oaks are everywhere in full flower, gentle fronds sun seeking, leaves green above and a gentle grey below. The Tabebuia Tree’s delicate golden trumpets contrast its dry trunk. The more verdant…

  He/She is lively and cheeky and if you follow my instagram stories you will see why. He/She is a frequent visitor and is very confident of his/her looks and his/her crest. Names please – best name is godparent to this fine specimen. Very hard to tell what sex they are.

How not to head out for a day’s excursion – We left reasonably early. Gorgeous day in Brissie and as I drove up our road I glanced at the dial I said to hubby, “we have less than a quarter of diesel”. “We shall fill up along the way” was the answer I half heard.…