We cycled from one end of Rotto to the other, visited the Lighthouse, the Gun Battery and most of the lakes. For me it was a trip back to my childhood at Currumbin Beach – packs of kids running amuck with little or no adult supervision required. The smells of sea, cement and fish ‘n Continue reading
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Of gulls, and stingrays, and fishermen
This blog was meant to be about something quite different, but then we took our glasses of Dukes Cabernet Merlot and walked to the Bathurst Lighthouse. (I love a sunset over water….) Over the last couple of days I’ve been watching the beautiful stingrays swimming along the beach. They look like black velvet as they Continue reading
Tourist tames terrifying wild animal
Ok, so maybe I’ve taken some liberties with the title, but it worked! Here you are reading a story about Mocha the Quokka on Rottnest Island. These engaging little marsupials are everywhere – including this one in our shower. We figured it was thirsty so GW put down a bowl of water. Five minutes and Continue reading
Moo to you too!!
Grace
As a writer I try to convey emotion – anger, happiness, fear, joy, grief. It’s impossible to have experienced the full gambit of emotions my characters need so I draw on people around me, on stories I read in newspapers, on TV interviews. Sometimes I stumble across something unexpected that slams into me, knocks me Continue reading
Dig deep for the truth
Ok, I knew there were great wines in Margaret River – I’ve tasted a few… I’d heard about the awesome surf and now have to agree that it’s at least as good as Queensland’s Gold and Sunshine coast (maybe better?) But nowhere had I read anything about the caves! And I’m talking about the limestone variety not Continue reading
Definition of Perfection
Incomparable nature! Why would we try to improve it?
Size doesn’t matter
Little Beach, east of Albany, punches well above its weight. As a devote beach goer, from a very youthful six months of age, I pride myself on being a connoisseur of sandy shores and surf breaks. I’ll even admit (reluctantly) to being biased and have always considered Queensland beaches to be the best in the Continue reading
Remembering the Anzacs
Sunrise in Albany as the Last Post faded.
Poultry poem… :-)
Down Margaret River’s main street The ducks are quick on their feet There’s a sign up for all Traffic slows to a crawl So for breakfast the birds can all meet