The Bard in the Bush
It was William Shakespeare’s birthday this week. He was born 450 years ago and I’m a big fan. I could go on (and on) about the beauty of his poetry, the … Continue reading
The Long Journey Home
I was in Nyngan this week when I received news of Jane Lambert’s death. The call came just as wide bands of colour flared in the sky, marking sunset over … Continue reading
Dear Me
I’m writing a memoir, not because I’m famous but because the publisher thinks I have a story to tell. If I’m honest, so do I. But there’s the rub. Honesty. My … Continue reading
The Power or the Glory
The two women I met this week, one on a dairy farm three hours west of Melbourne, another on a sheep farm two hours north, sought neither power nor glory … Continue reading
The people you meet
In a week when nineteen fire fighters died battling wild fires in Arizona I want to tell you about a woman I met yesterday, right here in Broken Hill. Vivien … Continue reading
Strawberries in the Desert 
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