Cherrie Zell

It’s a new year, but that wasn’t the trigger. It was the sight of the red lawn mower sitting in the middle of my dusty backyard. There is a photo in a similar vein, although dustier, from my 2019 weekend project, 12:32pm Saturday. Saturday, 2 February, 2019 “Why not!”, I decided. I haven’t bothered withContinue reading “Rebooting a weekend project”

Summer’s breath

The delayed onset was appreciated but inevitably, and suddenly, the weather report predicted heatwaves. I had a mandatory two-week vacation, starting at Christmas and rolling into the beginning of January. It’s called the Closedown. My plans for the Closedown melted away. In the first few years after moving back to the Central West, I foundContinue reading “Summer’s breath”

12:32pm on a Saturday

7 January 2023

An old gardening hat

As I try to get a little more organised, a little more upcycled and a little more … bohemian … I find I’m standing at a critical juncture, again. If pressed, I could find a critical juncture to stand at on a weekly basis. For today, I ask myself whether I’m a hoarder if IContinue reading “An old gardening hat”