Chooks I Have Loved and Lost

I take it back, Spring has not been gentle this year after all. She has returned to her usual harsh Australian beauty and horror. This morning I heard the doleful chirping of our lone teenage chicken, voice just on the cusp of breaking. I smiled to myself and wasn’t too perturbed that Mumma Chooka’s reassuring […]

Heartbroken

I’m not sure I’m ready to make this post but here I am, anyway. About three weeks ago I, my son and my Dad drove to the end of our road and walked into the forest there. We walked along a new track, made for trucks and heavy machinery. We met neighbours along the way, […]