11 Seconds
For 11 seconds, imagine standing between fire and everything your family has built.
You’re in the middle of harvest. The header is running. The grain is finally coming off after months of prayer for rain, sunshine and just enough yield to make the year worthwhile. Then the pager goes off.
As a volunteer with the Country Fire Authority, there is no hesitation. Tools down. Machinery parked. Yellow overalls on. Because out here, we look after each other.
On one side of the road — burning mallee scrub.
On the other — your crop, your livelihood, your family’s legacy.
This is the reality for farmers across regional Australia. Rising before the sun. Sleeping lightly through lambing season. Bearing the weight of input costs they cannot control. Being blamed for grocery prices they do not set. Fighting fires one day and government policy the next.
And yet — they stay.
They stay for the community.
For the golden summer fields after spring rain.
For school holidays spent in shearing sheds.
For sunsets that stretch for hours across wide open paddocks.
Because out here, resilience isn’t a buzzword — it’s a way of life.
In this deeply personal reflection, Emily Amelia captures the tension, pride and fierce love that define rural Australia — and asks an important question:
If 11 seconds can feel like a lifetime, could it also be long enough for decision-makers to pause and truly consider the future of our farmers?
Firelight, Footy, and Something More: Anzac Eve at the MCG Draft
Some moments in travel stay with you not because of where you are, but because of what you feel. Standing among more than 71,000 people at the MCG for the Anzac Eve match, I felt it all—unity, reverence, history, and the quiet power of shared silence.
From the Light Horsemen carrying the eternal flame to the haunting stillness of the Last Post, the night unfolded like a living memorial. And when Melbourne’s victory song echoed around the stadium, it carried me back to my own memories of country footy glory and the simple pride of belonging.
If you ever find yourself in Melbourne in April, the Anzac Eve game is something to experience with your whole heart—part ceremony, part sport, and entirely unforgettable.
No Place Like Home
Originally written on December 15, 2012, this post captures the bittersweet transition from life in Calgary back to the familiar warmth of home. After emotional goodbyes, a marathon journey across continents, and the joy of a Mallee homecoming, these reflections celebrate the beauty of slowing down, reconnecting with loved ones, and rediscovering the simple magic of country life.