Trigger Warning – this post contains content that may distress some readers.
This was not the post I was going to write for the Ragtag Daily Prompt – Purple. As I chose today’s RDP, I had a bit of a heads-up, but plans change. This post is about love, loss, grieving and wee birds. It’s not really about purple but there is one small, important connection to the Prompt word. Coincidentally, this post also fits the Word of the Day – Mellifluous. Read more
For this week’s photo challenge, WordPress has asked us to explore what it means to find your place in the world. Where’s your safe space? Where do you go when you need to feel inspired or cheered up? Do you prefer the city over a small town? I have to admit I find this an incredibly difficult challenge because I feel very ambivalent about my place in the world. I don’t feel safe, or comforted, or any of the things that WordPress has asked us to explore. I feel that I am possibly too much, that we are too much. However, I am here. I live in a wonderful place and I’m grateful for that. The issue of whether I, and we, can live sustainably is a complex one. Read more
You will all be thoroughly sick of me posting about about my National Folk Festival (the Australian one) soon. I post about the Nash like a mother posts about a new baby. All. The. Time. Have I told you it is my favourite place in the entire world? Anyway, this post is about my favourite place within my favourite place — The Stock Camp.
The Australian bush and the characters that inhabit it have become the stuff of legends; they’ve entered into our folklore. The traits of these pioneers – an independent streak, larrikinism, mateship, egalitarianism, belief in the fair-go, toughness, stoicism and courage – immortalised by poets such as Banjo Patterson and Henry Lawson, are meant to embody the Australian spirit. If it all sounds to be good to be true, then it probably is. Nevertheless, this spirit oozes from the Stock Camp at the Nash, and I love it. Read more
I’ve just returned from five days in a perfect world, my National Folk Festival (Australia). I want to write lots about it, and I will. But in the meantime, here are a few photos that convey the daily prompt, ‘radiant’. Read more
Sometimes a particular question or comment can stick in your mind. Last year on Q&A (an Australian talk-show), an audience member expressed concern that the character of Australia was changing because of the number of immigrants who did not speak English. She felt that her seven-generations of family and Australian history had been pushed aside and asked how we ensure the Aussie spirit and culture that made this country great is not lost? Read more
It is a fact that it is International Women’s Day today. I share Louisa Simmond’s views on this subject, so I will let her blog do the talking for me.
Louisa Simmond asks the question what does International Women’s Day mean to you? I am re-blogging because I am a feminist too. I also like her commentary on how as a climate scientist, she has been taught “that to make people change you have to show them positivity.”
Firstly, in preparation for that highly original question that is lobbed at me every year around this time – ‘when is International Men’s Day?’ – allow me to remind you fuckers, that it’s every day.
But it is indeed International Women’s Day today, a day to celebrate women’s achievements and because, understandably, many of you may be starting to think that pretty much every day is women’s day on this blog – and what’s wrong with that? – I apologize in advance – kind of. But if for no other reason than you agree that we’re fucking owed today, I hope you read on.
Today also happens to come hot on the heels of my further radicalization at the All About Women conference last Sunday, another reason I couldn’t possibly ignore it, not even for the few whose boxers get in a twist each time I mention the F-word. So…
This is a true story about finding a new community and about re-connecting with loved ones. It is also yet another story about me growing wiser, as well as, coincidentally, a story about hunting virtual creatures.