Life takes all sorts of twists and turns. My dream run with my writing continues as I have been offered a contract to write a second book, all be it that the first one took me 14 years to complete, I now have to have an 80,000 word draft in by 1st of October! MMMMmmmm -it is going to take some self discipline. Not one of my strong points!
I have resigned from my job as the Local Authorities Officer at Victoria Daly Regional Council and am currently working three days week until they recruit to fill my position. It is a fabulous job, allowing me to travel through the outback in the area that I grew up on. I have been able to reconnect with many of the Indigenous people who worked and lived at Killarney.
Yesterday I travelled to Timber Creek, a township of about 300 people, 290kms west of Katherine on the highway that takes you to Western Australia. The town in nestled between the massive escarpments and ranges of the Gregory National Park sitting on the banks of the Victoria River that travels 800 kms from its headwaters above Wave Hill Station, into the Timor Sea.
My husband Shaun and I went to the Timber Creek races in our courting days in the mid 1970’s where we camped out under the stars with our friends from neighbouring stations.
The photo is taken from ‘The Lookout’ at Timber Creek looking over the township. The Lookout also has a large memorial to the Nackeroo’s, Indigenous men who assisted with the world War 2 effort.