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Blown about in a sea of wild orange

As the joggers jog
And the walkers walk

We sit quietly by the bridge.

flowers and bridge

Blown about in a sea of wild orange.






orange and pink







Lazy blurs by the water’s edge.


Duck streams and left over pinks.


A weedy riot of river bank colour.


But just away…

Just a little away…

Lies a secret garden where the local wild things are known to flit.


Little wonder.

For it is a little bit rare and a little bit special and a big lot loved.


And they make a damned fine pot of tea.

For Sunday morning early birds.



And found.


A solitary trek up snow covered Mount Panorama

We’ve lived in Bathurst for 20 years and we’ve never seen a snow fall like this.

Not in the Bathurst valley.

They’re saying it’s the heaviest dump in 30 years.

mount panorama under snow

It started in the wee hours of the morning. Literally. And since Steve was up, I got up and since we were up we thought Darce might as well be up too. 17 year olds love being woken up at 4am to see snow.

4am home

At first light I decided to try my luck and take a walk to see if I could get to the top of Mount Panorama, now also known by its original name Wahluu – Wiradjuri for ‘sacred place’.

As it turned out I had the mountain to myself for an hour. Couldn’t believe it.

Just me, the birds, the quiet silence of snow and the odd council truck.

footsteps and car track in snow


View from the track

the view from mount panorama under snow

brock's skyline

I’d love to see the V8 boys take this on …

looking up the essex

esses mount panorama under snow

mount panorama esses under snow

Frozen, wet feet. Frozen, numb fingers. But who knows when we’ll see something like this again.

A pretty special here and now for our part of the world at least.


but here …

I dream of turquoise, but here, I am surrounded by gold.

Piper Street Bathurst

I dream of far away adventures, but here, I have a little motley crew.

japanese maple

A colourful, crazy crew.



Friends who take me down different paths.

Piper Street Bathurst

Friends who hang by a thread.


Friends with shared histories

silver birches yellow




Vague and Funny.

plane tree

Each in their own way they leave their mark.

On me.

I dream of far away adventures, but here, I have community.


I dream of the road,

but here, is where my heart feels full.

Where I belong.

Here and now.

For now.

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