Orlando and I don't ski so we have never been to the Victorian High Country. A late summer weekend was the perfect opportunity to visit Mount Buller and see some spectacular scenery without having to don skis and point ourselves downhill. Those of you who know my horror of descending even gentle hills on foot … Continue reading late summer on buller
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a mid-week weekend
Two days off and it isn't even the weekend. Marvellous. How many things do you think I can squeeze into 48 hours off that doesn't have anything to do with work? I wake up at the normal time - Orlando still has to get up for work. I lie in bed, savouring the space, the … Continue reading a mid-week weekend
black yarra valley
It is less than an hour’s drive from the city. Haze envelops us as we drive along the Eastern Freeway towards Lilydale and Healesville. On any other day the misty morning would have heralded a fine autumn day. Driving into Lilydale, the countryside looks beautiful. But the smell of smoke belies the beauty and reminds … Continue reading black yarra valley
one week on
One week on, nothing has changed really. One week on, I get on my scooter and ride to work. Same route, same traffic. Same sunshine, same temperature. I get in, make a coffee, log on. Tonight I will go home to our house and relax in the living room. I will watch something light on … Continue reading one week on
Máiréad Doyle 