Sitting on the shed stoop and enjoying my wild garden before I knuckle down to desk work.
Walking into town for Qi Gong and wondering how to get myself back on track.
Reflecting on a day of singing, story-telling and walking through the snow amongst the ancient pandani of Gondwana.
Sometimes it is the unplanned events in our days that give us most pleasure.
Feeling inspired by an afternoon at the Writers’ Festival – and the serendipitous quote on a shop window.