Finding happiness in the rain, on the Cooloola Great Walk

My life is so comfortable. My bed is so soft, the sheets are always cool and clean. My home is orderly and perfectly arranged. My lounge has more cushions than I know what to do with. My phone is always within reach.  If I’m a bit hot, I’ll turn the fan on. My job is…

The quiet joy of people-watching

I catch a reflection of myself in the window, and see a middle-aged woman in a baseball cap, long ponytail flying in the wind, a small backpack perched like a dusty afterthought against her back. She’s dressed for distance – dusty sneakers, long pants, a loose t-shirt that doesn’t say much. I look a little…