Between Seasons

There’s no time of the year like late summer in Melbourne. If it’s not broiling hot one minute and icy the next, there are golf ball sized pellets of ice raining down from the sky. Everything looks oddly windswept and yet the air is somehow as still as… I don’t know, something eerie that doesn’t …

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‘Tis the Seasons

I used to think that gardening meant either perfectly executing a horticultural vision to the letter, using some kind of magic ‘green thumb’ with an error rate of zero, or else haphazardly hacking away at whatever cropped up and hoping for the best. That might sound ridiculous, but I simply didn’t understand that there’s a …

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