After the rain 🌱

After the rain 🌱

Felt compelled to write this. On the state of things, this Reconciliation Week. First Nations people in this country are under constant attack. Subject to systems and attitudes designed to control and silence us. We resist by speaking out.

Grevillea grabrilimba 🌱

Banksia watch. There's a new kid on the block 🌱

Saltbush is in full flower and the berries are appearing and ripening. Tastie little morsels if I can beat the birds, goanna and chickens to them. My lucky day today obviously. 🌱

New from me for The Spencer Street End.

Birthday cake but it's sandwiching icecream. Perfection.

So many different shades of grey on this little friend #ausbird 🦉

I tried to resist writing about this particular white gazed book, but couldn't. Here's my essay on Evie Wyld's dehumanisation of Blak people, and co-option of Blak trauma for her latest sad white girl novel. Harmful white gazed novels need to be left in colonial eras. overland.org.au/2025/02/echo...

The relief the MHT I use will be on the PBS come March is real. I don't use the full dose because that's not always in the budget. This means I will have full benefit from the medication. Hopefully it will make it accessible to more people experiencing perimenopause & postmenpausal symptoms.

Monsieur Ibis #addbirder #ausbirds

I’m back on the tools for The Spencer Street End. This time about the odds stacked against us depending on which post code we’re born in.

Banksia watch is in full swing. My most mature shrub is flowering earlier than past years. Not complaining and neither are the birds 🌱🐦

A baby pink and grey galah turned up in my backyard and it was the smallest I'd seen without parents. It seemed healthy and could fly but not strong enough to keep up with the others. It's had refuge here and each day it gets stronger. Happy my garden is a safe haven.

Stunning purple twilight sky above my neighbours shed 🌘

When you go to the regular monthly farmers market on Invasion/Survival Day wearing your Ancestress Teila Watson artwork T-shirt and people either side eye you or still wish you a Happy celebrate the day and you have to explain why you don't celebrate.

Every Invasion/Survival Day the absolute worst of people comes out. So far tonight we've had burn outs and someone running around with an air rifle. Tomorrow, just add drinking alcohol in the sun all day at the beach and it will be a complete shit show.

Volunteered to prick out and pot up native plants for future revegetation projects & stock the local community nursery. Honoured to be trusted with 103 Eucalyptus Rudis babies 🌱. One day they will be up to 20 metres tall & provide critters with food and shelter. How cool is that!

Hoverflies are important pollinators in my garden 🌱

After 10pm and still 30°C for a second night in a row. Ceiling fan has packed it in. Not a breath of wind. Reminds me of summers of my childhood.

Today was a better day. First in four days I didn't get notified someone I know had died. A real reflection time and time for some self care and empathy and compassion. It's been rough over the last few weeks for many.

First day back at work for the year, a funeral at 11am and the rest of the day was an emotional right off. Leaves me wondering what it's all about really.

Went to the second hand store for a jar to make sprouts, which they had, for $1. Then I checked out the jigsaws and scored three beauties for $15. First one done. Start another tomorrow. Then hand them over to Mum to do them.

Most physical activity I have managed in the last 2 weeks or so. Cleaned all the windows on the outside and refreshed the little breakfast table garden 🌱

Good morning from the panettone thief.

Finally feel well enough to sit outside and enjoy a quiet breakfast, a light cooling breeze, some snoozing chickens and the start of banksia watch 🌱

Summer is cricket and jigsaws. Highland cow in 1000 pieces took three days to emerge. Test still has a day to go.

Its good napping weather. Afternoon hangs with my gang.

Catching up on all the cancelled appointments. This one needs bloods and another script of her hyperthyroid meds.

Nearly midnight and every door and window is open hoping for a decent breeze to cool things down before another hot day. I feel little teasing puffs. Might be enough to get to sleep.

Seven days in and I had my first day without a fever and didn't feel delirious. Covid is a ride.

It finally got me. I've had so many tests in the last four years it was a shock to finally see a positive one. I did another two to be sure 😆

I sat with many distressed people today. All for different reasons but the feeling triggered for them all was loneliness, rejection and deep loss. It's a hard time of year for people whose families may not be safe spaces. Don't judge, just take some time to see and hear people where they are.

I really get annoyed when a company uses bots as their help desk reply. I always put an obscure word or grammatical error in my email. Quickly apparent it's a generated response trying to cherry pick from my email.

Fair call given the snakes

I had so many jobs to get done this afternoon but instead I watched the 3 hour concert of Long Story Short: Willie Nelson 90. I have to say it did my heart the world of good. Many memories of those songs.

Came home, opened the gate and out of nowhere a dog appeared. Brought him in to call his owners. Odie had the contact number stitched in his collar. Good idea. Kerry blue terrier. Had to fashion a leash as he got the scent of the quenda that live in my backyard and wanted to hunt them.

Been not so patiently waiting for 12 weeks for my hold on the library app become available. Lucky for me I have many hours of driving today to listen 💙📚

This one here was suddenly limping and her left leg was hot and swollen. Biggus gets around the garden 🌱 like a bull at a gate. Seems she's strained a joint and trying to keep her quiet and contained to rest it has been a challenge. She's thankfully on the mend. Worry me sick these girls 🐔

A little reminder that we don't have to buy into other people's expectations of us.

My cousin snapped this as he was pulling out of the driveway. He hasnt been home in six years. It's our real life The Castle moment. This ones going straight to his pool room.

Beautiful piece.

It is panettone season and after a week of feeling flat, fatigued and unwell it helps to be in my front garden 🌱and able to enjoy some with a few cherries and a creeper hoping for some too.

The latest portrait to add to my collection. This one is signed

If you want to set me off then ask me why I'm not joining the white ribbon silent march. I have been marching and advocating about violence against women since I was 17. I won't be silent. I am tired. Nothing changes. Let the men march and do some work. There weren't many there today that's for sure

Nino the quail. They a funny little critters. They can put some food away.