It has been a while since my last post ... sorry. I don't really have much to say however other than I'm doing okay and looking towards a brighter future.
Fifth generation sheep grazier Di Sanderson turned a few heads in 2005 when she broke from tradition and took a chance on introducing an alternative herd animal to her Northern NSW property.
I heard the phone ring I couldn't make it to the phone in time so the machine got it Your play back voice surprised me as you hadn’t called on this day in years You had been cranky with me for some reason which surfaced only once a year I didn't understand this anger then... Continue Reading →
See this? I see myself in it. No, not the one out in front. It isn’t in my nature to be super competitive and to constantly tell whoever is watching I’m the best. I’m the one in the center with my neck twisted a little so I can keep an eye on the one in... Continue Reading →
How can it be December 2017 already? I mean really; how did the year go past so fast? It only seems like a few weeks ago I woke up wondering what a new year will bring and somehow it has unfolded in a series of highs and lows that have led me back to a... Continue Reading →
Other than not being able to cover Australia’s high cost of living; unemployment is seriously affecting my comfort food consumption. For the love of chocolate – offer me a job. Please. That is what I want to put in the many cover letters I’ve completed lately. As much as I would like to confess to... Continue Reading →
She was treading water for the moment, hoping the passing storms of life don’t increase the depth of the private muddy pond where she has found herself.
I’m led to believe you observe my every move and guide my path through life with good intentions but I have to confess I find this a scary thought and just a little voyeuristic.