In the past week, I've had a couple of emails from international readers wanting to know about the native animals caught up in the unpr...

I've got a good job. I rise when I want to, work and rest when I feel like it and every day I look after us and our home. Hanno does th...

A few weeks ago, when Tricia told me that she was going to sew bat wraps and joey pouches for Charles to use in his wildlife rescue work, I...

I've been working on a new loaf - a high fibre white. I usually make either white or rye loaves and I do that because Hanno loves rye b...

We don't go away on holidays anymore but always make sure that the time between Christmas and mid-January is like a holiday.  We both d...

"Why are those pots upside-down on sticks?" - that's the question I'm asked more than any other. The second most aske...

One of my nephews, Charles, is a volunteer wildlife rescuer and he spends a lot of his spare time in the Blue Mountains bush rescuing nativ...

As the final hours of 2019 rolled along, I sat with increasing sadness watching our country burn. Each new day revealed red landscape and s...