I write, play the piano, grow fruit and vegetables, read, and am in the home stretch of raising three boys with my extraordinary husband. I live in a little pocket of paradise, surrounded by bush. I wake up to birdsong. At night it is so dark here that you can’t see your hand in front of your face, except when the moon is full and shines through the gaps between the curtains like a spotlight. Cows moo in the distance and occasionally I’m woken by the growl of koalas–a sound like a wild pig stuck up a tree. My familiar spirit, my constant companion, is Maggie, a black cocker spaniel who is like a perpetual three-year-old: whingy, playful and always in need of love.

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