They

They

They Are Mine To Mould   (visit tumblr for the entire piece)

resolutions and wheelbarrows of shit

resolutions and wheelbarrows of shit

  My internet connection is woeful. Typing to you is trying. Kids are trying. With a clenched brow And a Knitted jaw And a baby chewing at my breast I am trying to relax. And it’s like pushing a leaking wheelbarrow of shit uphill. Which is why with nerves, And no polish I bring you […]

The Tumblr Diaries

The Tumblr Diaries

I chase tangents which might be half the problem Here is the latest one: The Tumblr Diaries

Mary Somerville

Mary Somerville

“I rose early and made such arrangement with regard to my children and family affairs that I had time to write afterwards not however, without many interruptions.” Mary Somerville (26 December 1780 – 28 November 1872) See women, juggling since the 18th century: no wonder the work life balance conversation gets dull. Though Mary wasn’t […]

DOONA

DOONA

This may be the best poem I have ever read. Or, at least the best on motherhood. I first found it in the weekend age 4 or so years ago. Since then it has been torn out and re-pasted into journal after journal. So that it’s page grows thicker with each new home. Here it […]

My Knight

My Knight

My knight in his not so shiny white armour. His stead, a dusty noisy ute so filled with junk n gunk I’m forced to ride side saddle. I lay on the couch ears aching for the rattle that can be heard growling up the road minutes before his arrival. He sweeps in, Gathers the family in his arms, Pushes me […]

I’m easily sated

I’m easily sated

 A walk A pen in hand A potter in the op shop Ten minutes to arrange some flowers An hour with a Saturday night and the ABC A coffee with the paper or my cryptic or a book or a stretch… No it’s not Finding something to satisfy me I find hard but deciding which one […]

Snowdomes and light

Snowdomes and light

One of the things that strikes me about the Victorian, the Australian, landscape is the quality of its light. The light is flexible and strong and curious. It is able to slip under a moody sky to spotlight the neon glow of a white cuckatoo flying. Able to highlight a single gum’s trunk under the sweep of […]

Walking somewhere special…..

Walking somewhere special…..

When I first started taking my camera on my walks I worried       that I was giving in to the fear of boredom       that I was trying to pin beauty to a screen       in the same way one may pin a butterfly to paper…..  I needn’t have worried. I feel like a child […]

What they don’t tell you…..

What they don’t tell you…..

When I became a mother I knew that I’d always be being interrupted and invaded whilst on the toilet. I’d seen it happen to my mother. And, I knew that  there would be times when I would be pinned to the couch by children ill and sad and needing to be held. It was to be expected. But what I […]