“No” vember

It’s my birthday month, so when my Facebook feed delivered up the meme “No” vember: A time to practice saying “no” to people, places and things that drain your energy – and yes! to the things that fill you up. – Erica Layne, Life on Purpose Movement, I thought I GOT this… Much-maligned Facebook has … More “No” vember

Sweet nostaglia

Autumn, not only my favourite season but one where nostalgia for the good ol’ days kicks up a notch as well as fallen leaves. Beyond the blessed rearview mirror perspective of festive season bullshit bustle, and with its tendency to confer gentle weather [although less than optimally wrought in 2022], mid-autumn notably also heralds the … More Sweet nostaglia

And so, onwards . . .

Twenty years ago when I bought a block of land and built a house with my then-husband I knew it wasn’t the house of my dreams: an old house with verandahs, tin roof and rainwater tanks, like a nanna’s house.

prepping for transplant shock

I get the appeal of an adventurous leap between disparate lifestyles + locations but part of me is thankful I already have the lay of the land to which the G.O. and I are headed; not so much tree-sea changing our life from city to country-coast but evolving via steady steps of progression… alleviating the possibility of transplant shock.

a story of Us

Do you believe in love at first sight, serendipity, synchronicity, fate or meant-to-be? Sara commented on my story the long way ’round” my favourite ever stories are ‘how we met’ stories” and other commenters shared snippets of their own. Kate said… “You only have to read Celi’s account of how she and Our John met, missed, met again and married. … More a story of Us

when the bough breaks

In February, I was out on a limb trying to come up with a ‘branching out’ themed short story to enter Country Style Magazine’s short story competition. Thanks to some inspired suggestions from comments to that post, I managed to cobble together an entry just before the cut-off date. Winning $5000 and being published in a … More when the bough breaks

stayin’ alive

Like a Girl Scout, I am prepared. I have my Last Wishes in order. I cautioned “you never know”… on that same subject but I didn’t think the opportunity to vindicate my preparedness would arise so soon.

Better together

For our honeymoon we enjoyed the gift to ourselves of quiet days. Content with our own company and simple pleasures we spent time walking, sitting by the fire or in the sun… and fitting a new handlebar to the motorcycle.

semantics & romantics

The G.O. and I recently returned from a week away. Our original holiday plan was a road trip to Queensland to catch up with long distance family & friends, and celebrate what we consider our tenth anniversary; of our first kiss.