Bittersweet homecoming

I haven’t posted anything for a couple of months because I’ve been feeling really disappointed that we quit our road trip around Australia so early. One of the main reasons was because Wallabee was sick – she’s having major chassis issues and at the time we didn’t have a clue what was wrong. Things were…

35/52: The Devils Marbles

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” Juju: Rock collecting.  Mowgli and Coco: Full of beans and up to no good.    North of Alice Springs, the highway passes close to The Devils Marbles, a famous rock formation that’s right up there with Uluru. The local Warumungu Aboriginals call them Karlu…

34/52: Peacock Digs

 “A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” Coco: Digging in socks… The twins have been wearing odd socks for months – usually their sister’s pink hand-me-downs. I really need to buy some new ones. Juju: I’m not sure why she put a bucket on her head. But it kept her…

33/52: Camels at Uluru

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” Mowgli: With Coober, named after Cooberpedy. Juju: She named her camel Princess Aurora, of course. Coco: He wouldn’t stop feeding dirt to his camel, Hercules. We couldn’t resist a short camel ride at The Red Centre, the only paid tourist thing we’ve done…

Weekly Photo Challenge: Foreign in their own Country.

A few years ago, I was in an elevator with an Aboriginal friend who was visiting Sydney, when a little boy innocently asked his mother “where is he from Mummy?” Instead of asking, she took one look at the colour of his skin and proclaimed “Africa.” My friend looked away, clearly embarassed. “He is from…