After being woken at 3am to the sound of a howling cat (or possibly a hunting bunyip – you never know in rural Australia), I was bleary-eyed and irritable. To divest myself of this cloak of darkness, I decided to go for a walk. As soon as the sunlight brushed the treetops, I was pounding … More It just shows that nothing is ever straight-forward. Not even bunyips.
Looking out the window the other morning, I spied a pretty little bird watching me. We shared a moment before I continued with the dishes and got ready for work. But then the next morning there he was again, spying on me from behind the same bush. He was adorable and I felt honored to … More Sometimes it doesn’t matter if you’re forgetful – there’s magic in it anyway