I take a walk through the home of the platypus. I am not fortunate enough to see any duck-bills, but I observe so much more.
An inspiring landscape of growth after a bushfire shows me that life can recover after disaster.
A poem and photographic entry.
One cloudy spring day I grew bored of playing scrabble in the compact holiday home “Possums Watch”. The threat of rain wasn’t going to keep me cooped up any longer and I set a course on my pedally steed to the Independence Trail....