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Category Archives: Habitat
Whales to Starboard
“What’s there not to love?” Paul, my partner, asks. “Two days and three nights surrounded by the ocean; cocktails delivered to your deck chair, sublime sunsets and dancing the night away.” But I’m thinking Poseidon Adventure and Titanic. Then he … Continue reading
The windswept doorstep of the year
August is almost over. And so is winter. I’ve loved the slowly lengthening days that carry the hope of spring. The newly lit hours that creep in after the solstice always seem so familiar; like a lost memory returned, promising … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Spirit of Place, The Animal Kingdom, Time, Writing Nature and Place
Tagged August, August wind, Aunty Fran Bodkin, Australian white Ibis, calendar, currawong, D'harawal Seasons, Les Murray, Nature Writing, north westerly, Pied currawong. Rainbow Lorikeet, southerly, spring, wind, winter, Writing about Place
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Dry July
What is it about July that inspires abstinence? This winter we’ve had the lowest rainfall in decades, amidst record breaking warm day time temperatures. It seems the weather gods have abstained from sending us any rain. And there’s Dry July, … Continue reading
Burke & Wills and Me
I’m standing at Redfern Station waiting to catch the train to Canley Vale to visit my mother who lives exactly 9.2 km from there along the Orphan School Creek bike track. Usually I catch a bus from the station to her house … Continue reading
View from the Bio Box
Last week the world almost ended while I was at the Old 505 theatre in Newtown. I’d been here before, mostly in the audience, but over this five night residency I was the tech operator for Blind Tasting, a beautiful play … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Spirit of Place, Theatre, Uncategorized
Tagged ballroom, bio box, Blind Tasting, cicadas, computers, drama, Liam O'Keefe, Newtown School of Arts, Old 505 Theatre, Paul Gilchrist, Plaster ceiling, seagulls, Shakespeare, sound and light design, Studio 54, subtlenuance, Sydney, Sylvia Keays, Theatre, theatrical productions
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My adventures with Princess Neroli
“The magic of the street is the mingling of the errand and the epiphany.” 1 It’s with a serious mission that I set off on this expedition to Carrington Road, but I’ve forgotten that these old industrial streets of the city’s … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Spirit of Place, Staycation, walking
Tagged adventure, aromatherapy, art deco, art deco factory fronts, Carrington Road, Cooks River, cornucopia, Diego Bonnetti, essential oils, fibre glass animals, industrial, Marrickville, Neroli Essential Oil, New Directions, Princess Neroli, Rebecca Solnit, Staycation, suburbs, Sydney props, Sydney walking tours, Tempe, The Old Garage Cafe, tourism NSW, Two Valley Trail, urban, urban walking, walking, wandering, wanderlust, wild, Wolli Creek
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Rage against the dying of the light
I hate Vivid. Or I did. That’s because essentially I’m a snob. If a whole lot of people like something then you can be sure I won’t be caught dead anywhere near it. And that’s what I thought when I … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat
Tagged cracker night, Dylan Thomas, long weekend, Queen's Birthday long weekend, Vivid Sydney
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The Courage To Eat Plums
Recently I discovered a secret source of wild berries. Or they discovered me. I was walking innocently along a footpath while on a lunch break when my shoes became stuck in a patch of violet slime. After using the edge of the … Continue reading