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those three little words…
If you already know the meaning of ‘relative humidity’* you won’t need to refer to the paragraphs at the end of this post, either way I don’t think you will really need it, but it’s there just in case. All I know for certain is, everything is relative. My four days and five nights in Darwin were, relatively miserable, temperature-wise…
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by the light of the silvery moon
When I read other blogs it often causes me to recall memories that have been tucked away in the back of my mind for a very long time. Photographer, Wes, who publishes Alien Shores Photography blog, posted a quote and photo recently, about the full moon, which illuminated an old memory, out of the dark recesses. When Don…
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old friends, new experiences
We have been in Darwin the past week. I’m still processing the events. Whenever we visit, I am taken back to memories of the first years of my life in Australia. Because we stay in the city, and our first flat was in the city, these are my old stomping grounds! But not. So much…
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Shaken and definitely stirred!
When I arrived in Australia, 30 years ago, I wanted to continue the practice of gratitude and Thanksgiving in my new home. That was an ambition much easier dreamed, than done. We lived in Darwin, a small, tropical city, population about eighty thousand in those days. I wanted to make as many of the foods…
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Before, After and the Journey
While sorting through a pile of old photos, I recently discovered a couple of the kitchen in the government flat where Don and I lived when I first came to Australia (1983). We lived there about 4 years while saving money to build our own place. It was probably as comfortable as any place in…
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Go for the Gado!
Phew! The house smells awful this morning. Our ‘house doctor’ is putting the sealer on the outside to protect the rammed earth. This has to be done usually around every 4 years. The product we use is called Rain Coat and it is a silicon based sealer that cleans up with turpentine. All the others…
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Darwin – now
My posts have been pretty wordy this week, so I’ll give you a break by sharing some photos of our four days in Darwin. Writing and taking photos to share with you causes me to look at things with somewhat altered perspective, which I really enjoy. I hope you will too. (I have prepared this…
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How the Woman got her Man – The Prequel/Pt 2
I suppose we are lucky when we are young that we understand so little about what can go wrong in life, and in relationships. Some months after Don’s visit to Denver it became clear to me that I needed to leave the job I had moved to Denver to take. (It was nothing to do…
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How the Woman Got Her Man (and a new country in the process…)
Subtitle: Moving to Australia: The Prequel/part 1 As I write this during a brief visit to Darwin, it is nearly incomprehensible how I came to live here thirty years ago. Perhaps if I recount the story to you, it will seem more real… Don and I grew up in the same little town in southern…
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Moving to Australia-Darwin Poison
I am writing this in Darwin, where it all began for me — my life in Australia, that is. Thirty years ago Darwin was as close to frontier living as I was game for. It had some considerable challenges for this thirty year old Ohio transplant. When I first came here, at the end of…
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