Squirrels and Scorpions

My husband and I spent a week in Jasper— the beautiful mountains in northern Georgia. The trip from North Carolina was spectacular, driving through the Great Smoky Mountains, enabling us to see the lush countryside in Spring. We stopped on the way through the mountains at Natanhala Outdoor Center and enjoyed the fast-flowing river thatContinue reading “Squirrels and Scorpions”

Mrs American Pie

When I left Australia to move to the US, it was in a flood of tears and with heart-wrenching separation anxiety. As the plane took off I wept, my hand pressed up against the small window, wondering if I would ever return to my home again. I could think of nothing but what I wasContinue reading “Mrs American Pie”

The Sweetest Tea

Before immigrating to the US and moving to the South, my Australian friends would ask if I was looking forward to trying sweet tea. Sweet Tea? How disgusting, I’d say. You don’t put sugar in tea, and drink it cold — you drink it as the Queen of England would — hot, and milky. Honestly,Continue reading “The Sweetest Tea”

Breezing Into Blowing Rock

Before I visited North Carolina for the first time, I had repeatedly heard two things about it — The Blue Ridge Mountains, and Blowing Rock. These are considered must-do’s in North Carolina, which is known for its natural beauty. Despite only having lived here for less than a month, and not having seen too muchContinue reading “Breezing Into Blowing Rock”

USA … I’m on my way. My favourite things about America

It’s January 2021 and COVID is still in full swing in Brisbane. As I write this, I am home due to a three day stay-at-home order. However, I’m still forging forward with my immigration process and hoping for some good news in the next few weeks (but who knows what will happen between now andContinue reading “USA … I’m on my way. My favourite things about America”

Dreaming Of Alaska

I flew into Anchorage at the end of summer; mid-August, with a suitcase of summer clothes. Hailing from sunny Queensland, I couldn’t imagine needing a jacket. Yes, naive, but too late once I’d arrived. It was instantly apparent I’d freeze, and as I headed toward Eagle River where I’d be staying in a cozy houseContinue reading “Dreaming Of Alaska”

Wanna taco bout it?

Back in the eighties tacos made a sudden appearance in my home. Not good tacos mind you, but tacos all the same. I hated them. My mother was always keen to try something new, so she’d pull these hard, bland corn shells out of a box and stuff them with spaghetti mince, salad, grated cheeseContinue reading “Wanna taco bout it?”