Home (Where is it now?)
|Dad and I at Mt Warning National Park|
|My brother Murray (left) Cam, Kris and I at Suncorp Stadium last Friday|
Since last Sunday I have been struggling to write a blog about being back in our home town here in Australia. Jo and I have lived together the village of Maleny for eleven years and I have been here a few back beyond that. I’ve written, re-written, scratched out, changed the title of the piece but for the first time in twelve months I’ve not been happy with whatever the result has been. It is not that all my human senses haven’t been engaged here. We’ve had a multitude of family and old friends to visit and communicate with. Add to that familiar food and beverages and landscapes to wander through that we have both always found to be invigorating for creativity and I should be gurgling print and pictures onto the page . There has also been a sprinkling of new folk that have found their way into our daily travels, still the ink won’t stick.
|Jo in the Good Living Cafe - Maleny|