years go by..
looking back at those first 2 posts is like finding an old notebook with the beginning of a story in it.
stonyford's still the shackness of home, crammed full of treasures and memories, but not where i physically am most of the time.
i'm on flinders island now...
naturally managing resources and managing resources naturally and even managing natural resources. weedy ones mostly. municipally. or munciply as riddley walker might say. with a runcible spoon.... and, according to the photographic evidence, my feisty fightin hands on my hips :)
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