Today sees us start seeding. The tractor is going up and back in the paddock, putting the in the oats for the hay crop. We’re five weeks later starting seeding than last year. Traditionally the canola starts to go in on Anzac Day, but this year has been a completely different kettle of fish to…
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New Feature! Wordless Wednesday. Telling a story with pictures. I’d love to see your stories with pictures. If you’d like to be featured on Wordless Wednesday, then email me your photos (fleur at fleurmcdonald dot com) in the order they tell the story and you might be one of the people featured here! Enjoy. …
DetailsOkay guys, here’s the prologue. Please leave me a comment and tell me what you think of it! Just click on the link. Emerald Bluff by Fleur McDonald
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Do ever find lunch boxes so hard to fill? Does it feel like you’re making ham and pickles sandwiches (or something similar) ALL the time and the kids are board with your food? Oh. I sound like an advert don’t? Sorry! But, that’s how I feel. Especially since I’ve been pre-making food for the whole…
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Farmers are always accused of complaining about the weather. Let me explain why. A couple of weeks ago, we got a beautiful 18mm. It fell over a few days – in fact I think we had about five or six days straight where if we didn’t get falls of five or so millimetres, we…
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I said in my last blog I was saying that I had enrolled in a Photography Course. The first lesson is all about ISO and shutter speed. A complete foreign language to me, because I’m a point and shoot girl. On automatic. (I know all you photographers out there will be cringing about now. Sorry!) Anyway,…
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Mum always taught us kids, to have dreams. They also taught us to chase them. Maybe that’s why my brother is a professional percussionist, my sister is a tourism operator with incredible foresight and I’m a writer. We found something we loved, something we dreamed about about and made it happen. Full moons make me…
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There is something supremely beautiful and quiet about shearing sheds, when they are empty. I’ve always thought they are so atmospheric. When I was younger, I often headed up to the shearing shed on my Nana and Papa’s station and just sit and think, or even walk around and feel the smooth wood, smell the…
DetailsWell, gotta say it’s not every day that I turn 40. I’ve said before that approaching this big birthday, I wasn’t at all worried. I was grateful to be able to celebrate it because plenty of people I know haven’t had that privilege. That was until my sister rang this morning and said: ‘Just think…
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Back in December I was planning out a new book. I wasn’t sure when I was going to write it, because I was thinking about taking twelve months off from writing. This book I was planning, called Indigo Storm, had a very tricky storyline and required a fair bit of research and I knew I…
DetailsDear Nana P and Nana H, It’s Mother’s Day again. I always think about you today. How could I not, with the beautiful memories of Mother’s Day. I wonder, if you were here, if you’d talk about the handmade cards I used to give you when I was young. If we’d laugh about how I’d…
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I’m planning on telling a big secret in this post. As a disclaimer, neither my parents, nor my children should read it! The dreaded Naplan will be held next week. When I say ‘dreaded’ it isn’t like that in our house, but I know it is at plenty of other peoples places. Neither of the…
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