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  • Broken but beloved

    When you first see Feral, your heart melts. It just does. Mine didn’t have a chance. I wanted to pick him up and take him home with me right then, but like…

  • Two and a half hours at the show

    It was all about the kids on Saturday at the Inverell Show, from the cattle to horse events, puppet shows, pig racing and the motocross bikes that had the boys, young and…

  • What the heck, Beatrix?

    I took a late lunch on Tuesday and walked over to the library to return a few books. On my way, I met a friend who took a look at my small…

  • Country resting place, gallery

    I spent part of New Year’s Day at the Delungra cemetery. It was kind of a fluke. I was passing on the gravel road, and decided to pay a visit. I had not…

  • Biography

    Born at the wrong time. Her father was last hired, first fired. Her mother was flattened by postpartum depression. They found their feet when she learned to walk. Later, she bought her…

  • Quiet love

    The last time I celebrated Christmas in the United States was 2002. My parents travelled to my Wabaunsee, Kansas home and we had a memorable visit. One cat I had at that…

  • Old friends

    “Where is the bus?” Rita said. Anya was busy studying the new iPad her son had bought her for her birthday. The internet eluded her, but she could play a few of…

  • The day that changed everything

    Iris’s father said he would be right back. Said to wait for him outside the restrooms, and the entire family sat and waited, and waited. He didn’t come back. Instead, a staff…

  • Learning about my apathy

    A visit to the kill floor of a local abattoir last week has left me with some questions about myself, and what moves me. I came away surprised. I gave up eating…

  • Moment

    It was the end of the night, and he had been working up his nerve all evening. She said no. Please like & share:

  • Ode to a veteran

    I have never viewed myself as a woman who would feel at home in a room full of ageing veterans, but it might be one of the places I most like to…

  • Boredom

    There were six units in the old Studer Storage building outside of town. Though the population of Big Plains, North Dakota had waned in the past ten years, Leonard Schultz, the new…