Jennifer Miller

Uncle Bill- Requiem

My Dad tells a story of going flying with my Uncle Bill, who may, or may not, actually have had […]

By the time you are reading this we’ll be hovering in the liquid blue over the Great Barrier Reef. This […]

The Barossa Valley in late spring is a little slice of heaven. Fields of winter wheat ripening towards gold. Acre […]

sunburnt earth. mirage. nuanced landscape, subtle change, ubiquitous flies (We have kind of a thing for haiku… I wrote this […]

We did not expect to find Alice Springs surrounded by hills. For a thousand kilometers in every direction the Red […]

Last post I tried words… but really, pictures are better:

Imagine a pebble in your hand. Make it a piece of sandstone. Roll it around in your mind’s eye. One […]

We meet the most fabulous people as we travel (Have I said that before?!) Hannah took a little tumble in […]

There’s nothing in the red center of Australia. If by nothing you mean echos of endless wide spaces and wide […]

The night is quiet. Last week the nights were filled with insect and frog song, in wetter, greener places. Tonight […]

Coober Pedy reminds us a bit of Matmata, Tunisia. The underground homes carved deep into the arid, barren landscape are […]

The stars in the Outback are spectacular. On par with those we couldn’t sleep too well beneath at Tikal, and […]