This is the country of the Larrakia people, and it has become my home too, at least for now. A place that is becoming familiar, that welcomes me back after my trips across the Top End, and where I grow herbs and watch plants flourish in my garden when the rains come. I’ve been reflecting on my blog and the stories I share. Holiday […]

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It’s hot. And sticky. I emerge from my bedroom in the morning, cooled to a sublime 26 degrees, and a wall of dense moist air hits me. A thin bead of sweat lines my upper lip as I hang out the washing on a Sunday morning, and I’m a woman who typically just ‘glows’. I mention this to a friend who […]

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