Sometimes when I’ve come to Darwin the plane has been almost empty. In 2010, for example, I travelled via Cairns, which involved a six-hour stop-over. Thirteen hours after leaving Sydney, I finally arrived. On the connection between Cairns and Darwin there were, maybe, a dozen people only on the
I can’t decide if I was more angry or more sad (I was both), as a few of the speakers at a talk I attended this morning spoke about “faking disability”. Something I didn’t know about until this morning’s talk, was that if you go through some “stock photograph”
In the midst of a warm summer in Sydney, I’ve been watching friends post photographs of snow in Europe. Their photographs have inspired me to go looking for photographs from the past where I’ve experienced snow myself (which I love) taken in Sweden and Iceland.