Solitary Rock

Solitary rock on a stormy day in Namadgi National Park

I walk through the field towards a solitary rock. The sheep regard me with contempt. I suspect that the rock marks an important site. There’s nothing to indicate that this is so, except for a feeling within me. I stand toe to toe with the modest monolith. The feeling intensifies. I KNOW that this rock … Continue reading Solitary Rock

Picture Window

Old fashioned picture window with many panes of glass

A child cries. Se doesn’t want to go to church. A dog barks. He wants to chase the motorcycle. A car horn sounds. The driver is tooting “hello!” The picture window is the perfect place from which to see it all, and it’s been this way for the last hundred years. The glass is so … Continue reading Picture Window