Finding home in small town America

Last night I found myself in a bar that’s located just a block from our house in Troy, Montana.  I’ve only been there a few times although it’s our local. The bar has been there since 1914, on what’s known as Bar Street, a wide street that runs into dust and train tracks on one […]

Purge is the word

I don’t know quite when it started, but sometime in the last few weeks, without talking about it, Haak and I moved into moving mode – we are getting shit done. Things on the to-do list for months or years are being nailed down [and oh, that only took AN HOUR?]. In five short weeks, […]

Give us today

The first bread I remember well was a huge round white Italian loaf that came in a paper bag and was bought at the Ainslie shops in Canberra, the city where I was born. On my fourteenth birthday, mum took me to Canberra for a shopping trip and we stayed in a little hotel and […]

Thank you!

I feel as lucky as a kid in a candy store [or a woman at a birthday party who had just been handed a 4-week old puppy, as above!] when I think about this blog, and I want to thank all of you who have read it, encouraged me, commented on it, followed it, and […]

The homebirth aisle

Way back in 2006, Ricki Lake and Abby Epstein made the documentary “The Business of Being Born,” which details how the US medical model of birth is designed to serve insurance companies, not women or babies. The film offers the idea that birth in the USA could be different, with more psychological support and continuity […]

A little light propaganda

I stayed in a hotel over the weekend and did what I always do in hotels in the US – flip between Fox News [Republican] and MSNBC [Democratic]. Both channels were discussing recent changes in immigration policy, and this is roughly what they were saying: Fox news anchor: I just don’t understand – democrats wanted […]

The glut – morel season

  One of the things that blows my mind about this part of the world – north-west Montana – is how much food people forage, hunt and preserve. Australia has wild food too, enough to sustain indigenous people for 60,000 years, but aside from the obvious – seafood and game meat [yes, kangaroo!] – bush […]

Summertime craziness

To understand the deepness of winter in North America, you must also understand the intensity of summer, as the two are always in tension: For example, this weekend, we have the farmer’s market Friday evening, then we’re hosting a gig and party at our house. Saturday we have a picnic for the annual general meeting […]

Champagne lifestyle on $20,000

Although the title of this post is a bit cheeky, I chose the picture above – taken at Wallagoot beach, NSW in 2015 when we were home to have our daughter – because in that moment, I truly felt like I was living the dream. The air was warm, the sea was warm and green, […]

Small town color and Love

I have to admit, when I first saw the brightly painted, graffiti style van parked in front of the house on the corner, I thought that whoever drove it must be transitory. A friend said to me once that there are a collection of people who live in this town only because they broke down […]

All we have to do is nothing

Last night, at about 4:45 am, I woke to the sound of a child crying and calling out. It took a minute to realize it wasn’t one of my children, who slept in a tangled pile of sheets and limbs. ‘Haak? do you hear that child crying?” I asked and we both got up to […]

Homesickness

I used to feel homesick a lot when I was first living in Montana. I would kind of dive into the feeling, longing so hard to just feel fine sand beneath my feet and smell fishy, minerally sea air. To walk across dry, crackling good smelling eucalyptus leaves and be in the harsh Australian sun, […]

Darling jacket

I’ve never had a relationship with an item of clothing quite like my love affair with the down jacket I bought two years ago. I’ve worn this navy blue jacket ten months of each year I’ve owned it, and when I’m not wearing it, its presence is upsetting Haakon because I slither out of it […]

We are disabling our girls

I found the last few months of each of my pregnancies frustrating because I couldn’t pick up a box of groceries on my own, or carry my three year old very far, or even pull on my own shoes naturally. Pregnancy has been the closest I’ve come to being disabled, and it was obviously temporary […]