It’s been over 25 years since I first walked off a plane (the milk-run from Canberra to Darwin via most ports in between) and onto the dusty tarmac at the airport, to then walk into the large corrugated shed with ceiling fans doing their best to keep the humans from melting.
25 years later, it is now time to say goodbye and I’ll do that by way of recalling a few blog posts from the past 10 or so years.
- I Ripped It Off His Back – where I discuss a camera being stolen;
- That Sunrise: An Introspective Retrospective – where I discuss missing a sunrise and public transport;
- Bon Sauvage – where I discuss expectations and assumptions of visitors;
- Near Wicked – where I discuss a portion of an adventure;
- On the Waterhouse – where I discuss an a portion of a work-related adventure;
- Fire Spinning – where I discuss fire spinning and photographing fire spinning – with rain!;
- Phoenix in the Fig Cubby – where Phoenix makes a cubby out of a tree; and
- Conflagration: A Life of Fire – where I discuss creating in new directions.
There are many other posts I could have pointed to – but I chose these – I hope they give you pleasures.
As I finish off this post, I’m sitting in the flat where I have lived for almost nine years. All but a few pieces of furniture are now gone and the remaining few pieces will be gone shortly after I schedule this post and the flat will then contain little more than myself, my (packed) suitcases, my bike and my beautiful cat, Bonnie:
(More information on this image can be found here.)
Goodbye Darwin – thanks for all the fish.