Snowed In
The roads were closed for only a day or two, but it was enough to remind me how liberating it is to be stripped of choice. With all the soccer, kids birthday parties, library and supermarket missions that ‘must’ be… Read More »Snowed In
Karen Harrland
Kick starting the stars
Over the last few months the stars have aligned themselves in the sort of pattern that have spelt trouble for me and my family. They seemed to have been a bit rough on the world in general in fact, with disasters… Read More »Kick starting the stars
Ode to Shanti
Ode to Shanti When we picked her out from the litter in Geeveston, she had two extra toes and a tumour, and lived in a house where a possum slept in a bed. A black ball of fluff, I took… Read More »Ode to Shanti
Morning Tea with the Gov’ner
What I came away the most inspired about, after today’s morning tea at Government House, was not the high ceilinged stone buildings or the beautiful timber floored ballroom dented by a couple of hundred years of high heels. It wasn’t even the… Read More »Morning Tea with the Gov’ner
Oura Oura
There is a little white weatherboard house with no power or driveway, sitting on the top of a green sun drenched hill. Looming above it, in true Tasmanian style, is Dry’s Bluff. A stunning rock face which runs East West,… Read More »Oura Oura
Marrawah
All in the name of ‘research’, a friend and I decided to reincarnate a Thelma and Louise style trip to the tip of North West Tasmania. Two women with six kids between us, desperate for a few days off, floral… Read More »Marrawah
The flip side of Tasmanian culture
That Tasmania is a land of extremes is well known. Extreme weather, extreme beauty and extreme differences in the people. Somehow though, bar the occasional overly passionate car burning, tyre slashing or court case, it all just seems to work. Our day… Read More »The flip side of Tasmanian culture
Bedourie Dust Storm
This dust storm that stopped time for an hour and a half in Bedourie, Western Queensland a few days ago, has brought back memories. Twice a week on average, through our first 48 degree summer out at Ethabuka Reserve, the sky… Read More »Bedourie Dust Storm
No school today…
I had to tell my kids that they would have to do their own schooling on Thursday. All the teachers were on strike for an hour or two, fighting for our children’s education, and for a little more respect for… Read More »No school today…
Gumboots in yurts
A circus performer with a contagious laugh who used to put his gumboots on when he got out of bed in the morning. Each of his seven children build their own little yurt. A meat rabbit breeding woman who helps people… Read More »Gumboots in yurts