#hiveaustralia

In the midst of my blackest depression last week I was barely putting one foot in front of the other. Seeing that, my darling husband put his bike plans on hold and got me into the garden. Bowerbirds singing,

The Wall Of Opposition It’s currently 12:50am on September 2nd 2026 as I start typing this. I’m up late because I have just submitted an assessment 21 minutes before the just-before-Midnight cutoff point.

We missed our August 20th wedding anniversary a few weeks ago, by the time I got to finishing this post off in my drafts. We're terrible at dates and just forgot. It didn't matter. We don't need a day

When I was young Mum taught herself how to cook vegetarian meals. She went to a few classes and that was it - Dad didn't touch meat til the day he died and she's still staunchly vegetarian. Dad loved these

It's been a while since I've got out my camera, mainly as I find it hard because usually I'd talk to Dad about it, and Dad would always be talking to me about photography. But the orchids are out in the