maggie and me, sharing breakfast in the garden. her song!
i yearn for a simple life to live in harmony with and supported by rhythms of earth, sun, moon yet i have clung to a city for most of mine so far. consolation prize: a getting-wilder-each–day little garden. via Daily Prompt: Simple
Melaleucas prostrate themselves about the thrones of felled ironbark. Their fragile canopy — a meagre protection from a sun scorched sky.
We are recruiting dedicated, experienced and enthusiastic Youth Workers. This is a casual position with the possible opportunity to continue on an ongoing basis. Shifts include days evenings sleepovers and weekends. You will be required to assist clients under child safety orders, with complex care needs and trauma based illness. Some may display high challenging […]