Our local country show, The Wallamba District Show was held on Saturday. It’s an event that’s branded onto my annual social calendar. I don’t miss if for anything. Neither does The Kid. He attended his first Show at 4 days old (next week he turns 9) and he’s been to every Show since, bar the 2 that were sadly and record-breakingly washed-out.
This summer just gone was the hottest summer I can remember. Never before do I recall willing on Autumn like I did in February. And never before have I had the strains of Gang Gajang’s ‘Sounds of Then’ running through my head so often, wearing musical grooves into my brain.
Out on the patio we’d sit,
And the humidity we’d breathe,
We’d watch the lightning crack over canefields
Laugh and think, this is Australia.
For me, no other song conjures up so perfectly the feel, sensations and experience of our hot summers. Pure association, I guess. Continue reading
“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet..”
William Shakespeare, from Romeo and Juliet
Ah, there you are! Still here? Wow, I’m impressed.
I know, it’s been a while between posts. Let’s just say there’s been a lot going on this year, and Bec C and I have come to realise that unless you actually make cold hard cash from your blog, it tends to take a back seat when the rubber hits the road.
So where to start? Well, for now, I just wanted to tell you about the new addition to our family. Continue reading