Tag Archive | Norwell

The colours of my world

I look up from cooking my breakfast to enjoy the sun glinting through the campground. And there it is, the most amazing display of colour as the sun lights up the roots that drape down from a Moreton Bay fig. They turn blood red against the tree’s grey trunk. It’s absolutely stunning. I’ve never seen […]

Sugar cane country

For the next few days, I’m staying in sugar cane country. I like it down here. As a child we lived in a suburb on the other side of the Logan River and every year the cinders from the sugar cane burn off would fall into our pool like black snow flakes. Growing up, my […]