What do you do once the emergency’s over and the ground’s still hard? Not much, it turns out. You keep going and you write some of it down.
The memoir. A year without rain, told the way it actually happened — one paddock, one bad decision and one very patient dog at a time.
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Short essays on boundaries, both the wire kind and the other kind. Some of them are about fences. Not all of them.
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A season-by-season account of watching the sky for a living, and what it does to a person’s patience.
The smaller pieces — a few pages each, for the days that only had a few pages in them.