The Little Satsuma Plum That Could
This is a tale about a little Satsuma Plum tree with a lot of moxie. Only two and a half …
Category Archives: Winter
Ghosts of Christmas Past
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who looked forward to Christmas. Most years, a week or so …
World’s Most Liveable City Or Critical Mess – Melbourne At The Crossroads
Last Saturday, as I desperately tried to find a less-congested route back from Glen Iris to Thornbury, following my son’s …
You Say Tomaytoes, I Say Tomahtoes, Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off
They say, when you have writer’s block, you should write about something you know. Well, I can honestly say, after …
The Paddocks Of My Mind – A Farmer’s Perspective On Food Production
I grew up on the outskirts of a country town in NSW, and spent my younger years mucking about on …
When to Give Up … Or Where Do I Put the New Mulberry Tree?
Keen readers of this blog will have noticed the penchant of its author to quote song lyrics by way of …
What’s Hot, and What’s Not in 2013
I thought I’d get in early with a list for 2013. The problem lies with the definition of hot. So …
The War On Grass
Years ago, in the days when stuff arrived in the mail, printed on paper, I came across a very funny …
‘Breathe properly. Stay curious. And eat your beets.’
The beet is the ancient ancestor of the autumn moon, bearded, buried, all but fossilized; the dark green sails of …
A Small Place
I’ve unashamedly stolen the title of this post from Jamaica Kincaid, who, in the late 1980s, returned to the island …
The Buzz 