“I have never felt refreshed when I stepped back in my own footprints” (Frances Mayes, Under the Tuscan Sun). Coming back to Bendigo felt like an enormous step backwards and those old footprints certainly did…
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Coming Home – to Ardley
When we bought our current home, Ardley, a friend remarked to me “well, this is clearly your forever home.” I smiled and nodded as doubt settled heavily in the pit of my stomach. Suddenly all…
Coming Home – to the fading art of letter writing
I don’t go to the mailbox every day anymore. There was a time when I knew to the minute when the mailman would come. My desk in the Eyrie with its view of sky and…
Coming Home – to pens and ink
I am addicted to fountain pens and ink. I grew up reading the old classics all of which featured a heroine who was a girl (like me) who sat at her desk at the end…