Two weeks of bliss – a road trip to the NSW Far South Coast, no plans, no commitments, just a laundry list of National Parks to visit as we worked our way back up the coast. Each day our trip yielded shared discoveries, natural delights and stunning landscapes. It was just what we needed, reconnectionContinue reading “A little bit of Boyd”
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He’s 50.
My partner Martin turned 50. We hosted a celebration over 4 days at a rented property in Moonan Brook, NSW, at the western end of the Barrington Tops. Family and friends stayed in the main house, the bunk house, their caravan or tents. We had a birthday feast, campfires, swam in the brook and walkedContinue reading “He’s 50.”
Why we all should celebrate IWD2017.
Today’s News: A woman dies at the hands of a current or former partner almost each week in Australia. Women pay tax on feminine hygiene products such as tampons. Still. Last year the OECD reported Australian women were paid 17.3 per cent less than their male counterparts in same/similar roles. This gender pay gap isContinue reading “Why we all should celebrate IWD2017.”
The simple things.
November 2016. There’s a lot to be said about focusing on the present and enjoying the moment. Sounds easy? It’s hard, at least for me. Working life demands that I constantly be planning, implementing and improving; it’s a continuous loop that involves contemplating ‘next steps’. Then there’s school (what’s coming up? what does our daughter needContinue reading “The simple things.”
Self-doubt, being special & this blog.
November 2016 Tammy Guest posted an interesting video blog a week or two ago. It was about remembering your strengths, the things that make you special and of which you should be proud. About remembering your achievements. About remembering the things that you might gloss over in an effort to not stand out, not soundContinue reading “Self-doubt, being special & this blog.”
Photography and me.
i) ANZAC Day ANZAC Day was last month, a day in Australia where we remember all who have defended our country, those who have served and those who have fallen. My family and I attended the Newcastle ANZAC March, something that’s becoming a regular gig for us. Last year we rushed to eat brekky, grumbledContinue reading “Photography and me.”