Wheat
Hidden in the mulch, a mystery grain crop emerges. What could it be? Oats? Wheat? Something else?
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    A calendar triggers memories of mountain huts, summer and winter…
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    IN SPATE late that day The Fish River At the base of the escarpment Up which we ascended through forest
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    IT WAS AT THE END of 2104, December, when I accidentally rediscovered the Tyler family graves. My discovery of them
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    The camera and the bush… they have more in common than you think…
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    A SLEEPER CURLS UP SEEKING WARMTH in an overnight camp in the wet eucalypt forests of the Picton in south
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    THINGS ARE NEVER quite the same when you return. They are similar, but not quite as you remember. There’s always
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    A Tasmanian journey… “WHAT’S THIS?”. Fiona holds out her hand as if to catch whatever it is that has started
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    A Tasmanian journey… LIKE THE AUTHOR, when I lived in Tasmania I too felt the allure of the Bass Strait
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