Looking back at the marvels, mischief and mishaps of the New Year period.

The Richness of Life An unexpected yellow plum I met a new wombat on my afternoon walk yesterday. She glanced at the prickle bushes on...

Wonga Pigeons, Hairy Knees (really), and Great Bushes of Blossom The wonga pigeons have returned!   Wonga pigeons are Australia’s biggest...

The creek down below the house is roaring with another flood, which means that instead of gossiping with guests eating smoked trout pate,...

It is impossible that it’s 20 years since Diary of a Wombat was published. It’s even more impossible that it was written about 36 years...

Here is a hastily written December blog, because like everyone else I have a ‘to do list’ up to my ears and also want to enjoy a green...

An Exclusive Interview with Miss Lily by our raving* reporter via multidimensional time machine** Now you can read the entire Miss Lily...

Wombats are ‘hard times only’ friends. As soon as the grass grew again, they abandoned us. We’d had almost a decade of drought, and even...

I heard a whipbird this morning, the first in two years since before there were drought and fires. The autumn light is filtering through...

Usually ‘happy holidays’ is a break from work, though (whispers) for an author, December and January are the months editors usually send...