I had a niggling feeling of discomfort. What was I doing less than 15 km from the Syrian border while there was a fair bit of activity going on? I was sight-seeing and hiking that’s what! We had come this far to take a walk through the Giliboon Nature Reserve, a popular walking destination for locals, a few kilometres out of town.
Australians are confused about hunting. This confusion rests I think, in our sanitised vision of meat production. Very few of us have been to an abattoir and witnessed sheep or cattle being killed and prepared for sale. We are happy to buy our meat in plastic trays but not happy with those who have the desire to harvest their own. We must be prepared to admit if we eat meat, an animal has died. Surely, killing an animal who has lived its life in freedom in the wild is better than killing one trapped in a shed? Where are the ethics in that? Our objection should then not be against hunters but against the industrialisation of meat production which turns animals into widgets.
I have a list of reminders on my fridge. Number 7 says “Don’t forget the day job pays the bills!” Sometimes when I get so caught up with writing stories, editing photos and fooling around with my creative side I don’t pay enough attention to my day job – being a high school teacher. I … Continue reading Note to Self: The day job pays the bills!
My ex was a musician. Not professional and certainly not full time, he was in a few pub bands doing OzRock covers. He played drums and guitar, wrote songs and we would sit around and sing. I enjoyed being the musician's wife and lugging drums and the vicarious fame. When a little chickkybabe in the … Continue reading The changing soundtrack of my life
I locked the car and looked at my reflection in the window. “Oh well this is as good as I get.” I thought. Not too bad for an old chook. Joe had said that personality was more important than looks. I hope he had meant it. I could feel my heart pumping in my chest … Continue reading The Deal Breaker.
I live in the regional city of Wollongong which is around 90 km south of Sydney. These days, not much divides the sprawling southern suburbs of Sydney and the northern suburbs of Wollongong. Once home to Aunty Jack a 1970’s TV comedy, the cultural landscape is now much more diverse. A recent addition has been … Continue reading Wonderwalls Festival – Wollongong Snapshot 2
My mum lives on a 2.8 hectare (7 acre) rural-residential property near Bellingen on the Mid-north coast of NSW, Australia. Perched on a hill, her home for last 31 years, is surrounded by beef and dairy farms and lots of hobby farmers growing “herbs” of various kinds. Mum’s property is not much use as a … Continue reading Critters in Bellingen, NSW.
As I dragged my bag from the airport carousel my Mum said “I will warn you now the cicadas are really bad this year” Despite Mum’s warning I was not prepared for the deafening, throbbing assault to my senses. Mum told me she had taken ill with vertigo for a few days as her eardrums … Continue reading Summer in Australia – The Cicada’s Symphony.
First time visitors to Israel may be surprised to learn that things pretty much close down on Friday afternoon through to Saturday evening. While not all Israelis are observant Jews, the retail trade for the most part keeps Shabbat. You will, however, find many restaurants and cafes open. Just don’t expect to do any shopping … Continue reading A lazy day on the Promenade,
For those of you who have been reading my previous posts you would already know that I live in Australia and that I am divorced. You know my only daughter lives in Israel and that my only grandson lives there too. (Of course!) For the last 3 1/2 weeks I have been in Israel doing … Continue reading A small life.