Christmas Card Challenge complete + pass the medicine, please!

This morning I woke up to these three things: 1) The soft crackling of rain as it fell on the grass outside my window. 2) The woop-woop call of the local swamp pheasant from down the road. 3) The unavoidable truth that at some point during the night Santa crawled down my throat to lay…

A photographic essay cut short by the appearance of a maternally protective (and, from what I hear, borderline psychotic) Brahman cow

One needs to traverse a 1.1 kilometre track through paddocks and bush to arrive at my grandparent’s farmhouse; a track I’ve travelled at both a crawl in cars driven uncertainly by those new to the place and desperate to preserve some semblance of vehicular cleanliness to thrilling speeds by the more experienced who know where all…

The Joys of Holiday Reading (Part Two)…

… are when you can stay up hours past your usual bedtime to get through the last third of I Capture The Castle, only to fall asleep anyway. So the next morning, to escape the family, you take yourself into the bathroom on the (true) pretext of having a shower, but first plop down on…