I trudge towards the spinning line, Feet soaked by morning dew Each grass blade glistens and shines, Poking through the … More
Tag: Sydney
Let me tell you about Annabelle…
I sometimes catch glimpses of Annabelle. It’s at random times. In unexpected moments. I ‘see’ her in a busy street. … More
Learning to trust again
I hadn’t been married all that long, and was living in a flat in Sydney’s inner-west. My husband was away … More
Found in translation
Our lives are full of stories and meaning, but translation can be where we are lost, as the movie proposes. … More
It's a God thing... 