I stand on the brow of a small hill on a genteel suburban street. It is just past sunrise and the light appears liquid and effervescent. Birds call to each other in enthusiasm for the new day. I look one way. I see mist rolling over the hills, creeping down to the plain below. I
This month I’m taking up the Daily Post’s 101 Writing Challenge: a piece a day on a given topic. I may not publish all of them and I’ll try to stay on message commenting on ex-pat life in South Australia … And I’ll keep them short.
A Snapshot Story for the Daily Post. It was a quiet Saturday but K had the idea to make our own pasta. Being Adelaide, of course, friends dropped by, and so before we knew it, we had a pasta production line and party. As we hadn’t made pasta before, the first successful rolling caused much
Dr D in Oz 