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Monthly Archives: March 2018
Palm Sunday
It’s a bit late, but I wanted to have a record of the rally I went to last Sunday in support of refugees. I went along primarily of course to support the cause, and to register my disapproval of the … Continue reading
Mama’s crocuses
I am in Auburn this week, and have noticed these modest little flowers blooming all over the place. In particular there are lots of yellow crocuses across the road from our place. They were planted by my grandparents, who lived … Continue reading
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Tagged Auburn, beauty, crocus, flowers, mama, memories, modesty
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Leaves (damage)
I pick up the occasional leaf when I see any that appeal while on my daily walks. They are always damaged and beautiful – which seems like a metaphor for all of us – we are inevitably knocked about by … Continue reading
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Tagged beauty, damage, imperfection, kintsugi, leaves, nature, Writer's Week 2018
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1923
It was dad’s birthday this week – he was 95. In 1923, Tutankhamen’s tomb was opened, Time magazine’s first issue was published, Hitler attempted a coup in Germany (the Beer Hall Putsch it is called), insulin was first used to … Continue reading
History of leaves
I have been to various Festival events this past week, and have been struck by the various ways that ‘ordinary’ people, who don’t earn a living from artistic or creative activities, have played a big part in what’s been going … Continue reading
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Tagged action, Adelaide Festival, beauty, community art, multitudes, participation, Trees for Life, volunteers, Writers' Week
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Writers’ Week 2018 (the interviewer)
It’s that time of year again, Writers’ Week, and I have been lapping it up these past couple of days. Beautiful weather, lovely setting, great organisation, fantastic people to listen to and their books to enjoy. I have highlighted in … Continue reading
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Tagged Adelaide Festival, behind the scenes, books, exploring ideas, interviewing, Writers' Week
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