Finally, unless birds brave tomorrow's heat, I will have peaches to harvest in my own backyard. For almost four years, Vanessa and I have raised this peach tree.
"We'll upgrade you to something more comfortable," the car-wrangler told me. This was the first sign something was wrong.
In 2018, Anzac Day is a tricky one, everyone caught between respecting the fallen, and wishing for a world where we'd never killed each other in the first place.
Lots of noise these days about social media’s “intelligence”. In my opinion, overrated.
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