I’ve written before how this song comes to mind most years on this date. Twenty years seems both a long time and a no time at all. I’m not a native here. But I love it here. I believe I’ve found A fuller sense of place.
I’ve written before how this song comes to mind most years on this date. Twenty years seems both a long time and a no time at all. I’m not a native here. But I love it here. I believe I’ve found A fuller sense of place.
Our old gas heater is being replaced by (solar powered) air-conditioning. Bring on the hot summer nights, and cold winter ones as well.
Mount Gambier airport’s id is MGB. It’s a little counterintuitive, and staff in other airports don’t always remember it. Anyway, after six and a half days, I’m home. And a little bit over travel.
Border crossing. Nearly home.
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