A Dog’s Life…
Once upon a time there was a Jack Russell.
He was born at a well-known JRT kennels but he had no aspirations to be a show-dog.
He just wanted to have fun…
Once upon a time there was a Jack Russell.
He was born at a well-known JRT kennels but he had no aspirations to be a show-dog.
He just wanted to have fun…
Those who know me as a historical fiction writer, also know me as a beach lover and someone who spends much time walking on beaches up and down my coast. Sometimes I just daydream about whatever I’m working on at the time. Sometimes I just live in the moment. And sometimes I become an interior decorator because living by the sea, one doesn’t have to spend a fortune on trendy decorating pieces…
Ah, my husband and I are getting old.
What do you mean, you ask?
We trotted off to Dark Mofo tonight…
that winterfest designed to celebrate the longest nights of winter in Tasmania.
Being Crusoe occasionally has a lot to recommend it. Far from the madding crowd, alone with one’s thoughts, being a small cog in a great big beautiful world of wonder and all at my very doorstep – 20 minutes away by boat! In 20 minutes I’m in a national park within a world heritage area. It doesn’t get any more fortunate or any better!