Thank you, Tan Twan Eng 👏👏🫶
Thank you, Tan Twan Eng 👏👏🫶
shearing damp air. A swift cut across the wet skin of the pier, gleaming on concrete, catching nails and knots in a sudden, liquid gloss. It etches a path over dark waters, a momentary road to the distant, dreaming shore.
shearing damp air. A swift cut across the wet skin of the pier, gleaming on concrete, catching nails and knots in a sudden, liquid gloss. It etches a path over dark waters, a momentary road to the distant, dreaming shore.
Taste to waste in a fortnight.
Hurrumph.
Taste to waste in a fortnight.
Hurrumph.
pasted on first light. Salt-wind combs the marram grass and tugs her hair. They walk, unspooling the dark and for a moment the whole weight of the night rests in the space between their shadows
pasted on first light. Salt-wind combs the marram grass and tugs her hair. They walk, unspooling the dark and for a moment the whole weight of the night rests in the space between their shadows
The last one. All done now until Spring '26.
Tasting notes to follow.
The last one. All done now until Spring '26.
Tasting notes to follow.
While the rain drips,
Drips, drips, drips from the eaves."
While the rain drips,
Drips, drips, drips from the eaves."
In amongst the beans…
12 picked early and into the fridge. Will report at year end.
In amongst the beans…
12 picked early and into the fridge. Will report at year end.