I’ve just pressed the reheat button on the microwave for the third time, trying to revive two thirds of a cup of coffee. A couple of seconds in to the whirring I know I’m not going to drink it. I’m not sure yet how many reheats I’m ok with – but three just feels like…
I came here to write. Not because it’s the only place I could come, although in this small town it kinda is. Today it’s a happy mix of foreign & familiar. The buzz of the espresso machine & warmth from the flow of people helps me push aside my to do list & find mental…
The now familiar aroma of the air freshener in my friend’s car hits my nose at 5:40 am. 6 am in February is colder & darker by the day; it smells like… well like early morning. Seldom known but always loved, the mercies of the day so early & new appeal to each sense so…
Our journey began in Albury, early Monday morning in Autumn. As part of our recent adventure in Australia, Ashley (gorgeous husband) & I drove from his parents home town of Albury to Ashley’s old stomping ground in Sydney. Driving from Albury to Sydney was long & beautiful. It was also quite a cultural education for…
starting on saturdays 