Where Do We Go From Here?

Tired. So very post-festival tired. More than last year, I think. I had grand plans of jumping back into writing/blogging (and I have a deadline, in fact), but instead I’ve been doing a fair bit of staring into the middle distance. Listening to upbeat music to push through the energy slump. I’ll be back to…

Nine Things Now You Are Nine

Dance Shadowy, secretive. I see the shapes you make and patterns of light on the floor. I hear you breathing; heavier now you’ve been dancing for some time. I’m in the other room and tiptoe out to see if I can sneak a look. But I make a noise and am discovered. You turn around and plant…

A Couple Quick Announcements

We’ve just returned from a whirlwind trip back to NSW to visit Adam’s family and attend his hometown’s 150th birthday celebrations. As is the way, I got sick with some demon tonsillitis thing on the way up and was either sleeping or sweating (or pouting, see photo) for a few days while I tried to shake…