The latest installment in my long history of mad schemes and tricky hijinx was a plot to walk the Goldfields Track - a 210 kilometre walking track that extends from Ballarat to Bendigo through bushland and historic sites. Of course, I roped in some chumps valued friends to join me on this mission, and on… Continue reading Exploring the Goldfields Track: Leg 1 – Mount Buninyong to Mount Clear
Earlier this month me and two of my besties took part in what is becoming a post Beltane, post Mount Franklin tradition. For the last few years, we've spent the weekend after Beltane going to look at some famous red hawthorn hedges in Basalt, near Daylesford in Central Victoria. Last year we discovered - almost… Continue reading Red May in November
I'm posting this here for Don Kerby, one of my high school music teachers. He was not a teacher I worked particularly closely with, as when I was learning flute, he was teaching percussion. But he is still easily one of the most passionate educators I have ever had the privilege of meeting. This became… Continue reading Thank you, Don Kerby.
“Look at you, you beautiful curvy goddess.” “You do you, goddess.” “Release your inner goddess.” It seems to be almost habitual these days for some people at some Pagan events to go so far with their body positivity and inclusivity that they find the need to refer to women – especially fat women like me… Continue reading Please Don’t “Goddess” Me…
Unabashed navel gazing.