It really doesn’t get more Australian than this.
In 2001, I wrote this in response to the bushfires we had back then. This time, I’ve been indoors the entire time, in bed, recovering, with my darling baby girl. It seems so remote to me… except that I know people who lost houses and family. Even that seems surreal. In my little cocoon with the window open, I don’t even have a smell of fire this time, and the cool breeze is deceptive. May everyone be safe and heal.