I never used to be able to understand how people could live land-locked. I couldn’t comprehend how people could live in a town or city that was surrounded by itself, or by nothing at all. And then I moved to Sydney and couldn’t justify the rent to live by the water! Boy, did my opinions… Continue reading OceanCraft 101
With the stupid season upon us, I’m making small preparations for a week spent with my family interstate. With Litha falling on the days down there, I’m making a small box of things I need to take with me – specially created incense for the occasion, charcoal discs, the gift Herne insisted I buy for… Continue reading Yearning for the past with a romanticised filter
Book of Eucalypt 