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Category Archives: Habitat
Songlines, Starmaps and Ubiquitous Suburban Roads
A friend recently flew back into Sydney. It was after sunset and she had the window seat. As the plane banked lower and lower across the north west of the city she began to recognise some of the main roads that … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Spirit of Place, Time
Tagged Aboriginal culture, Aboriginal dot painting, Aboriginal history, Aboriginal spirituality, Blaxland, Lawson and Wentworth, Blue Mountains, Botany Road, D'harawal, Darug, dreaming tracks, First Peoples, Gamay, George Street, Great Westren Highway, Gundungurra, Indigenous belief system, old roads, original inhabitants, Parramatta road, Pitt Street, Shannon Foster, Songlines, Starmaps, suburban roads, War-ran, Wiradjuri
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Rosemary that’s for Remembrance
“She ain’t got no money Her clothes are kinda funny Her hair is kinda wild and free Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows like me.” I remember when Edison Lighthouse’s Love Grows was my favourite … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Time
Tagged Edison Lighthouse, eggplant, Fogolar Furlan Club, gardenia, Guerilla Gardening, italian migrants, Lansvale, lemon balm, Love Grows, mint, nasturtium, parley, rain, rosemary, thyme, tomato, winter
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Walking The Goods Line
I like walking. Now. As an adult it has led me through lush woodland and native forest, along rugged cliff tops that overlook the wild blue ocean and into cosmopolitan quarters of our rich city that I didn’t even know existed. Walking takes … Continue reading
My Life on the Road by Gloria Steinem
The Revolution is not over. The Feminist Revolution that is. And the Democratic one too. In fact they’ve barely begun. “All my years of campaigning have given me one clear message: Voting isn’t the most we can do, but it is … Continue reading
Posted in Book Review, climate change, Habitat, Spirit of Place
Tagged activism, Book Review, Cherokee, democracy, Democratic Conventions, Democratic Revolution, feminism, Feminist Revolution, Gloria Steinem, hope, joy, memoir, milpa, MS magazine, My life on te road, Native Indian agricutural methods, native mythology, Spider Woman, spirituality, the Trickster, vertical history
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In the Jaws of the Shark
Yesterday I found myself wrestling with the toilet seat. Ahh, the joys of home ownership! Having rented for the last 22 years, this level of maintenance is an entirely new experience. Normally, toilet seat broken? Easy. Call the landlord. But now … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat
Tagged bathroom, Bunnings, Centrelink, centrepoint, DIY, DIY projects, downward facing dog, home ownership, jaws, Mum Shirl, Redfern, sharks, St Vincent de Paul, The Angry Pirate, The Bearded Tit, Toilet Seats, warrior twp, Yoga
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Some of My Favourite Things
You are where you live. As you are all of the things that you do and love. For the last eight years I’ve been lucky enough to live in the village of Double Bay on the eastern shore of Sydney Harbour. … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Spirit of Place, The Animal Kingdom
Tagged antechinus, commute, currawong, dolphins, Double Bay, Double Bay ferry, Double Bay geese, Eastern Suburbs, eel, fishing trawler, foxes, foxes in Double Bay, king rat, kookaburra, Manta ray, myna birds, Neilsen Park, nightingale, pelicans, possum, rat, Redleaf Pool, Rose Bay, sea gulls, sting rays, Sydney Harbour, The Golden Sheaf, Watsons Bay
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“They do not love us as much as we love them”
Do animals make statues of us? Why do we make statues of them? Why do we make statues? Perhaps to represent, remember, immortalise, inspire? I guess humans make statues, like humans make art. But why statues of animals? Animals have … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Spirit of Place, The Animal Kingdom
Tagged Animal statues, Art, Cafe Trim, Circular Quay, Dog statue, Herald Square, Il Porcellino, Islay, John Laws, Matthew Flinders, psychogeography, Queen Victoria Builsing, Queen Victoria's Dog, Quenn Victoria, Royal Botanic Gardens statues, statues, Sydney architecture, Sydney heritage, Sydney Hospital pig, Sydney walking tour, Sydney walks, The Tank Steam, The Tank Stream Fountain, Trim the cat
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Optimism by Bob Brown; Reflections on a life of action
“Optimism, like pessimism, feeds on itself.”1 Bob Brown is a commonsense radical whose lovely memoir beats off the twin spirits of despondency and despair that whisper, “Why bother?” and “What can you do?” in our ears. His moving and inspiring anecdotes … Continue reading
What can you do?
On Sunday morning I descended into a deep despair. I’m not usually one to despair. I much prefer hope. Or at least a glass of wine. But we had tried, and failed, to get to a climate change rally. It … Continue reading
Deconstructing the Ants’ Nest
Recently we decided to move house. Was it the ants’ nest being constructed in the bathroom cabinet, under the eight watchful eyes of a rather large and furry huntsman spider, that led us to this decision? Was it the waves of … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Uncategorized
Tagged ant nest, Freecycle, Huntsman, landfill, moving house, peppermint, peppermint oil, recycling, Reuse, Rock Candy, sidewalk, stuff, Ziilch
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