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Things to Do in New Mexico

New Mexico is both a very very old land and a new state: as I’ve said before “It’s not New, and it’s not Mexico.” Some families with long standing arrived around 1909. it makes Australia feel positively old – yet, there’s something ancient about the landscape and the pueblo culture. Moving to New Mexico with the AirForce isn’t necessarily considered a plum gig (I mean compare it to oceanside or city bases and it does seem rough) but you need to roll with the punches Continue reading →

Ultimate Guide: Newcastle and Hunter Valley Markets

One of my favourite discoveries in living in Newcastle has been finding such a great array of markets! At any of the Hunter Valley Markets you will find an array of craft, food, boutique designers, handmade and artisan products, local goods, and opportunities for charity. You name it and somewhere in the Hunter Valley and Newcastle region you will find a market to make you happy! It’s a big claim, but here’s my ultimate guide to Newcastle and Hunter Valley Markets: Newcastle Markets Hunt and Continue reading →

Almost Homeless

I’m almost homeless. I haven’t really had a place that was my own since I left the cottage-by-the-sea. I’ve seen glimpses of the possibility of home, but I’ve been barely able to make the room in which I’ve slept my own. I’ve moved around a lot, too much even for me. It’s been less and more dramatic than it might otherwise have been. But after 2 years of almost homelessness, I have a home now and it is on the opposite side of the world. Continue reading →

Winds of Change: Public Transport

“Next Stop Fassifern!” – the tinny recorded voice over familiar on NSW public transport heralds insistently. The quiet carriage is mercifully quiet as we trundle past abandoning manufacturing yards filled with rusting stormwater pipe and graffiti-tagged concrete drains. The marshland interjects itself reminding the people-folk that their reclaimed land – rehabilitated for housing developments after mining – has depleted the earth of all that it deems useful. The mounds of coal sits in piles. The train glides by a steel works, still operating from the Continue reading →

A Naked Theologian

I’m a lateral thinker inclined to make connections between seemingly unrelated things: a naked theologian. In writing about 19th century women poets lately I’ve been thinking about the challenges of their domestic lives in the midst of their creative pursuits. I was also challenged by Joy Bennett’s post reflecting on Billy Coffey’s thoughts on ‘naked writing.’ It got me thinking further about the function of some of my writing here. As Billy Coffey quotes his writing instructor: “People write because they must. Because there is Continue reading →

On being mistaken for a local all over the world

Whether in Paris, or London, or New York or even Brisbane, I’m often surprised by the way I seem to be mistaken for a local resident. I’ve been asked for directions, in french,  in Paris, in German in Berlin, and Spanish in New York, had locals wax lyrical in London about how not Australian my Australian accent is, and had no less than six people ask me about where to find things in and around the cultural precinct while wandering around for a morning in Continue reading →