I hope this basic archive might help you find something you are looking for, if not, contact me and I will find it for you. The articles appear most recent at the top of the list, and older ones at the end.
- who’s in charge…
- trust the shoes…
- the good, the bad and the ugly footwear…
- lest we forget…
- something’s afoot…
- one foot in front of the other…
- ding, ding, ding…
- what we have to lose…
- scraping away the webs…
- after the blow…
- the gift of the little frog…
- a year of small things…
- the luck of it…
- No. You can’t have that.
- what can go wrong…
- my summer of wintering…
- one year ends, another begins…
- call me late for dinner…
- to see…
- the bricklayer and the painting
- green and gold*…
- the dream, so far…
- when I’m dead…
- adjustments and such..
- an affection for confection…
- if I knew where I was going…
- the slutmobile and the spider…
- take a minute…
- watching and the watcher…
- all the weather and love too…
- memorable, forgettable, edible…
- a year to be thankful…
- small things…
- the waiting game…
- just to be alive…
- 4.48
- if this isn’t nice…
- the collins street falcons…
- dingoes and lizards and birds…oh my!
- a pony tale…
- the valley…
- reading, listening, thinking…
- we have a life…
- last one out…
- safari, so good…
- Gondwana…
- a nervous time…
- too much of a good thing…
- Tristan da Cunha…
- disease, disappointment and pirates…
- a shivering tale…
- sharing their world…
- South Georgia on my mind…
- the Falklands…
- Buenos Aires to Ushuaia…
- what happens…
- travel and a shooting star…
- finding Amos…
- that which breaks us…
- loving a sunburnt country…
- circle of life…
- what stays in our hearts…
- fallow…
- viewer, reader, twitcher, life…
- ode to joy…
- land of the Basque…
- a curious woman sees…
- long live books…
- hurts so good…
- shifting focus…
- let it go, and move on…
- giddyup to the coffee horse…
- a survival story…
- the stories within us…
- the road to Fleur’s place…
- nothing lasts forever…
- land of milk, honey and Wapiti…
- land of the long white cloud…
- on poetry and ordinary things…
- a voice from the ages…
- this morning, this moon, these atoms…
- find your powerful…
- the long hot summer…
- the comfort of food…
- remotely challenged…
- sixties and you’re done…
- of lizards and life…
- a summary of summer things…
- the dingo chronicles…
- breathe in life
- the perfect gift
- early risings…
- Are you OK?
- be brave…
- The blossoming.
- the murky truth…
- the howls and the quiet…
- when you know better, do better…
- the Red Centre is dripping with change
- gone, with a whinge…
- resilient…
- a path diverging…
- a list of lists…
- what Christmas looks like at my house
- living dangerously…
- book report for 2016
- the lessons of pain…
- 5 questions to ponder…
- please watch this…
- i am an immigrant…
- the ‘failed’ cobweb…
- Cook’s Edit: Pasta and Beans with Kale
- a small thing…
- Travel theme: Hills
- the outer kingdom and inner dominion…
- the opposite of darkness…
- a tale of two thongs…
- finding beauty…
- it’s not over til it’s over…
- where does the sea of modern media take you?
- a pause for thought…
- Boggy Hole…
- the gold and the ring…
- the euphoria of bread and butter pudding…
- reflections on tree day…
- pearls of synchronicity…
- every trip has a story…
- a frosty few words…
- the five year mark…
- hail hath some fury…
- the gift…
- revised overnight sourdough, and the trouble with no bubbles
- in the grip of gidgee…
- those three little words…
- …connections, the gifts we give to ourselves
- karma can be a pain in the butt…
- the coming and going…
- is quality the casualty of a corporate world?
- a few quiet days…the magic fix
- bridges of the past…
- a soup story
- breakfast and more…
- seeing more clearly
- eccentric or just uninhibited?
- a Melbourne moment
- playing with my food
- it’s a bird eat bird world out there!
- my experience with a personal trainer
- thoughts of an artist…
- the strain of it all…
- where to from here?
- all’s well that ends…well…
- what I read in 2015
- the gift of a lifetime…
- cast iron Christmas, In My Kitchen-December
- after the Madmen
- supporting my habits
- are you Here, or are you Lost?
- a pumpkin epiphany–In My Kitchen, November
- the creative life
- seeing the light at the end
- by the light of the silvery moon
- treadly trend?
- travel is my cheesecake
- you are invited to my virtual exhibition…
- more tidbits from the traveler
- tidbits from the traveler
- that which was meant to be…
- a tale of two bears
- In My Kitchen – September 2015 (how the Ghan nearly ruined my Spanish lunch)
- does having fewer guns make us helpless?
- a nod to the blog
- what’s in a name?
- what is your superpower?
- In My Kitchen August 2015
- old friends, new experiences
- the surprising Outback…
- seeing the light
- IMK July 2015– flashback to 1968
- dinner at Stefano’s
- rain in the red centre
- IMK June 2015 (how I use my slow cooker)
- the beauty of Melancholy
- just a little detailing…
- the yellow challenge
- when things come together…
- ANZAC in our memories
- less is more…
- traveling on my stomach…again…
- Oh, Fleurieu!
- it’s an Instameet!
- light chaser and the moon
- in my kitchen, March 2015
- a ‘no news’ week
- seeing death with new eyes
- hello #200
- in my kitchen – Feb 2015
- a post rain chin-wag
- After the rain…
- When the rain comes to Alice…
- IMK January 2015
- what I read in 2014
- four days in Sydney
- a visit to the country
- In My Kitchen–December 2014
- vale Phillip Hughes 1988-2014…
- in my back yard…
- Where travel takes us…Pt 2
- Where travel takes us…part 1
- do your work, then step back…
- Breast Cancer Awareness Month
- In My Kitchen – October 2014
- We’re the People – Sydney jogger
- a hungry woman chases Spring
- We’re the People – Alice Springs – Beach Volleyball
- all that’s sugar is not sweetness
- We’re the People – Granada, Spain
- In My Kitchen – September 2014
- We’re the People – Alice Springs
- We’re the People – Alice Springs
- the sharp with the soft
- We’re the People – Istanbul
- International Scone Week – August 2014
- We’re the People – Budapest
- In My Kitchen – August 2014*
- a bald man in Budapest
- In these uncertain times…
- We’re the People
- in the eye of the beholder…
- dark moments of a Light Chaser…
- your dreams miss you…
- In My Kitchen – June 2014
- Chasing the Light
- One for the road
- Add some zest to your life!
- the gift I choose…
- To sip or snap?
- It’s not about a present, its about Presence.
- In My Kitchen – May
- What do you pack?
- No sting, no cry.
- Autumn in Alice
- The Smell of the Wild
- What is Real?
- In My Kitchen – April 2014
- O to be Organised
- Let’s play, spot the glasses.
- A Short Guide to a Happy Life: Anna Quindlen on Work, Joy, and How to Live Rather Than Exist
- If wishes were horses…
- Always look up
- In My Kitchen – March 2014
- The days are long, the years are short
- What I did when the internet was out
- The week that was.
- Why we have eyes
- Coffee and a story…
- In My Kitchen – February 2014
- Dyffryn
- Home and Away
- the camera and the app
- In My Kitchen
- beauty where we find it
- Out of my Comfort Zone
- one camel, no wise man
- fresh in the desert…
- the Christmas tree farm
- learning… and understanding
- Nelson Mandela 1918-2013
- magical living
- Kicking it with Kiki
- Perfectionism in Writing
- Shaken and definitely stirred!
- Before, After and the Journey
- The world is too much with us
- Changing the flow
- The ‘W’ word
- A daughter’s wisdom, a mother’s musings
- Wine Dogs of Australia (and other odd things)
- The pub.
- Lunch at Naracoorte
- We’re not in Kansas anymore.
- Come back to the fold.
- Restraint? – hold on a minute!
- A wedding? Keep your britches on!
- Euphoria Inversion – Remedy
- Spring in arid country
- Standley Chasm
- A Philosopher’s Stones
- The Little Desert Pea
- Himself
- Go for the Gado!
- Give me a head with hair…
- IMD (In My Day)
- New pet anyone?
- Re-blogging: The Man at the Gate
- The Twist in the Tale of Whistler
- The Vancouver Vibe
- Bits and bobs, odds and sods
- A Visit to Ohio
- Pollywog Point
- Handa Island
- The Ben Loyal Hotel
- Aberdeen to Inverness
- Brora to Tongue
- Inverness to Brora
- Oxford
- Bristol to Bridgend
- Back to Oxford for the first time
- Sydney to Bristol
- Darwin – now
- How the Woman got her Man – The Prequel/Pt 2
- How the Woman Got Her Man (and a new country in the process…)
- Moving to Australia-Darwin Poison
- Super Moon, or Not.
- Just dandy!
- Breast MRI
- Only 3 meals a day?
- Finke follow-on
- Finke
- ‘Plan B’
- Munch-able Muesli, Great Granola
- Something or nothing?
- ‘Love birds’ camp
- Traveling on my stomach
- Bird Camps
- What I See From My Back Doorstep
- Granny’s Secret
- Life at 60
- Have the conversation.
- Mother’s Day
- Grief
- Postal Service Anyone?
- My Cups
- Pardon My Confusion
- Dad
- Be a duck.
- Ten Thousand Hours
- Feeding an ego.
- Improving my view
- Home Again
- Do it.
- Happy Dancing
- “If you cannot be the poet, be the poem” – David Carradine
- What’s in a Number?
- May 20th
- Mother of the Year!
- The Happiness One Suffers
- The Church in the Wildwood
- Springtime in Bethel
- The Power of Words
- Too Old for Encouragement?
- Passing Great Grandma’s ‘baton’
- She is gone.
- Tears on Toast
- ‘Sneaking up on it’
- Full Circle Moment
- “C’MON!!!”
- 2011 in review
- Simple Things
- When Saying ‘No’ means ‘Yes’
- Breathe
- Remembering Ivy
- More Truth About Travel
- The Truth About Travel
- Be Careful What You Say
- 60th Anniversary
- Lemonade
- 9/9/11
- After the treatment
- Being home
- There are no ‘Coincidences’
- Penultimate Day
- A leap of faith
- Journey to Nostalgia
- Daffodil Day
- What I’ve learned (so far) from Cancer
- My team
- The ‘Pink Thing’
- “You wouldn’t worry about what others thought of you, if only you knew how little they do”
- Counting blessings
- Make every second count.
- TGIF
- Our sense of Wonder
- So Much to Enjoy!
- Radiation
- Treatment or transformation?
- What Cancer Cannot Do
- Saturday
- A day in my life
- A long day in August
- Four Star Lunch
- A Game of Chance
- A Bird in the Hand
- Living in the moment
- Just another day in Paradise
Hi Ardys!
I’m sitting here on the couch (up all night as usual, haha) and was going through Facebook and ended up on your blog website here. To be honest, in the past I have only read a few of them, but I just kind of got lost in them tonight and kept reading and reading…Partly because you are a beautiful writer, but mainly because your entries put into words so many of the memories we all share as a family. I love reading what you wrote about Grandma and Grandpa. I love reading what you write about being a mom, and I relate to it now like I never have before. Anyway, I just wanted to say hello and that I can’t wait to read more! Love you very much.
Gina
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