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Meaghan-weekends at the end of Spring have turned into a sort of unofficial tradition (proof by the numbers: 2010 , 2011...

Queensland knows nothing of middle ground, it seems. There's no subtle progression from autumn to winter to spring to summ...

My weekend spent with excellent friend and laughter-buddy Meaghan was so lovely. We didn't seem to do very much at all, an...

Meaghan weekends are too far and few between in my world. It had been thirteen months since the last one, which means I was well ...

My brother Nick is in town for a week, supposedly to catch up with everyone but really to meet the new little pork chop. On Sunday, we all h...

To celebrate the excellence of Mum, we came from our various homes to meet at the point for a barbecue picnic breakfast. It was bright and s...

Fireworks seemed the most appropriate way in the world to celebrate life's victory over death. * * * * * Conversations: Anonymous -- I l...