As the leaves crunch underfoot, and the fading light gives way to the bitter chill that hangs upon the air, the promise of a steaming...

“It is a wet and miserable morning in this little part of the world, so I’ve left you both a stash of firewood and some simple slippers...

We have two very cheeky Common Mynas that stealthily squeeze themselves through the wire of our "Girls'" (aka Chooks) yard. I watch them...