It’s a warm Summer Friday evening and the full moon is rising above me.Tonight, I am part of a small community of people all over the country who aresitting on the edge of various mosquito infested swamps, listening intently forthe mating call of one of Australia’s most endangered birds.Yes, we could be at the pub.Continue reading “Swamp serenade: Berry wetland a safe haven for endangered Australasian Bittern”
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Flash fiction: Sunlight Soap
A brood of oiled and sun-shaded writers stretch out on striped beach chairs, pretending to relax after their morning workshop. Each holds a book, but their eyes wander. They are still caught in the teeth of their own stories. They peer over the top of their books, across the combed sand strip to where theContinue reading “Flash fiction: Sunlight Soap”
The night shift
Stories live here. They start off shuttered inside cabins, but make their way out, sitting down at the dinner table, exhaling along verandahs, drifting out into the night garden. We come here, propelled by our own story and drawn to the stories of others. Words are untangled, in the night over glasses of wine, inContinue reading “The night shift”
Following Amalfi’s path of the Gods
One of the most beautiful day walks I’ve been on is The Path of the Gods high above Positano on the Amalfi Coast of Italy. Writing this story also gave me an excuse to find out more about the popular local drink of this area, Limoncello. Read more here.
Memories of my father, Denis Laverty
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by Margaret Sharpe ? My father, Denis Laverty was born at Taylors Arm on 15th March 1905 (according to his birth certificate) or 5th March as he believed. His father was also Denis Laverty and his mother Norah (Honora) nee Goldspring. Denis was the 4th of 12 children, one baby boy…