Holiday Blog: November 2022
The creek down below the house is roaring with another flood, which means that instead of gossiping with guests eating smoked trout pate,...
Diary of a Wombat Turns 20 (and I still feel 32)
It is impossible that it’s 20 years since Diary of a Wombat was published. It’s even more impossible that it was written about 36 years...
December 2021: The Last Best Blog... plus a free Matilda, Jed and Scarlett story
Here is a hastily written December blog, because like everyone else I have a ‘to do list’ up to my ears and also want to enjoy a green...
October 2021: Shh.. A secret interview with Miss Lily, plus books & the most elegant hanging baskets
An Exclusive Interview with Miss Lily by our raving* reporter via multidimensional time machine** Now you can read the entire Miss Lily...
Dancing with Wombats: Spring 2021
Wombats are ‘hard times only’ friends. As soon as the grass grew again, they abandoned us. We’d had almost a decade of drought, and even...
April 2021: Whipbirds, Wild Fruits and Other Magics
I heard a whipbird this morning, the first in two years since before there were drought and fires. The autumn light is filtering through...
Late November/early December 2020: Happy Holidays
Usually ‘happy holidays’ is a break from work, though (whispers) for an author, December and January are the months editors usually send...
October 2020: Full of Small Delights for hard Times
‘Isn’t it a lovely day,’ said Bryan, and we both blinked at each other. It is a lovely day. Half the bush is so weighted with wonga...
July 2020: A Song of Quarantine
It's been a while... Ahem. It has been a while since the last newsletter, but I have excellent excuses: surgery to correct previous...
December 2019
A Red Christmas The sky is grey, the sun is red, the paddocks and animals a uniform dusty tan. Our house is perched between two vast...
