(Sometimes) Daily Notes

Some days it all just falls into place. There’s a conversation or event or a remarkable tree that tickles your fancy and boom, there’s a Note. Other days, like today, are barren. Blogging Today I read a post by an author who offers helpful, encouraging words to writers, especially those who are just starting out. So far…

On the final approach to Boonah on the Ipswich Road there’s a sweeping bend, taking drivers to the crest of a hill to reveal the farmland and mountain views which give the scenic rim its name. David’s tree At the apex of the bend, elevated on the cutting’s bank, is a solitary tree. It’s gnarled,…

It’s a long walk from the one public car park on site to the Prince Charles Hospital mental health unit. The fastest route snakes past the front entrance and the adjacent private hospital, skirts the emergency department, doglegs down a pathway between the education centre and the satellite endoscopy unit before finally delivering travellers to their destination. There…

“You can’t put a price on a permanent shirt,” according to the voice holding forth from my kitchen bench. Only you can. And that price is $US875, which is, apparently, a good deal. The three gorgeous girls glued to this tiny screen are all health nuts. They’d been swimming and just cooked themselves lunch; bacon,…

I delivered The Ballerina to the studio today for a pre-rehearsal-week rehearsal. Months of dancing with Ballet Theatre Queensland will culminate in four performances at the Performing Arts Centre in a few weeks. Final rehearsals commence tomorrow and a few cast members decided to dust off the pins with an informal run-through at our local…

When I get home from The Farm I look at the home garden through fresh eyes. I re-engage. It’s a big yard, but after The Farm it feels a lot more manageable. So after hanging the washing this morning I wandered over to admire my herbs. They’re loving the hot, wet weather this summer. I…