When a pot of pills is more than it looks
It’s 8.30am and I’m staring at a small, white plastic pot on the kitchen counter. In it are 120 food supplements. One hundred and twenty days worth. Four months. It’ll be spring by the...
It’s 8.30am and I’m staring at a small, white plastic pot on the kitchen counter. In it are 120 food supplements. One hundred and twenty days worth. Four months. It’ll be spring by the...
After a sudden, short and devastating illness, Renae died on Christmas Eve. Sadness consumes Michel and I as we struggle to accept our incomprehnesible loss. But accept we must and for the sake of...
Cerise has been with us now for 10 days. Which means she’s been out of the puppy farm for 2 months. Two homes in 2 months have been her experiences outside of the concrete...
Chalkie showing Susie-Belle the way home last year Renae and I have been out on a bit of an adventure this morning. Our neighbour here, Sue, recently lost her old girl, Meg to lung cancer,...