In Memory of Joe and Mary
I am always intrigued by the various ways people are remembered through their association with certain places.
A couple of years ago my attention was drawn to a ten centimetre square, metal plaque on a sandstone rock face. Engraved on the plaque are the words,
Continue reading “In Memory of Joe and Mary”Lady Gowrie Lookout
In early 2007 I went for a walk with my brother to some childhood haunts which I knew intimately when we lived in North Sydney. We started from Milson’s Point railway station, late in the autumn morning.
A Land of Flooding Rain
A recent trip through central Victoria reminded me of the dangerous and frightening threat posed by floods. Road closures, due to wide, fast-flowing rivers, highlighted the dangers threatening many small country towns.
Returning home I reflected on the significance of floods in my own local area. Continue reading “A Land of Flooding Rain”