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Katherine Boland-author
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23.01.2022 We always love spotting our books in the wild can you see the book we found at #thelittlelibrary in Melbourne Central?
18.01.2022 Book | A great weekend read Hippy Days, Arabian Nights covers five decades of south coast artist Katherine Boland's life, beginning with her hippy life in the B...ega Valley in the 80s and 90s. She and her husband, John embraced an alternative lifestyle and learnt how to milk goats, mill flour, grow vegetables, spin wool and puddle mudbricks. The experience was not all peace, love and mung beans... think a ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ south coast style!! #southcoastbusiness #southcoastartisans #southcoastauthors #southcoastartists #artisanshop #onlinebooks #shoppingonline See more
18.01.2022 I’m auctioning 3 signed copies of my book 'Hippy Days, Arabian Nights' on Twitter to raise money to donate to an Australian bushfire relief cause of the winning bidder's choice. I will also pay for delivery. Auction starts on Monday 6th Jan 2020 and ends at 11pm Syd/Melb time on Saturday 11th Jan 2020. Reply to my Tweet with your bid in AUD$ @ https://twitter.com/katherinebol/status/1214684728709632001 Information about how the auctions works @ https://authorsforfireys.wixs...ite.com/website About the book: www.katherineboland.com.au #AuthorsForFireys #authorsforfiries #wilddingopress
17.01.2022 Uncannily accurate!
17.01.2022 Looking for a great Christmas gift or a juicy holiday read? From life in the bush to love on the Nile, Australian artist Katherine Boland's enthralling memoir, Hippy Days, Arabian Nights is available @ https://www.facebook.com/katherinebolandauthor or https://www.katherineboland.com.au/memoir . RRP $29.95 #buyfromthebush #christmasgiftsideas #holidayread #truestory #inspirational #wilddingopress #instabooks #amazon #dymocks #readings #goodreads #sapphirecoast #droughtrelief
15.01.2022 The Wild Dingo Press online shop will remain open throughout the entire lockdown period.They will continue to fulfill orders the day they arrive for prompt delivery. Now, more than ever, is the perfect time to discover new books, support our local authors, and be educated, inspired, and uplifted through reading. Purchase a copy of my memoir Hippy Days, Arabian Nights with free shipping until the end of April. #supportlocalauthors #truestory #inspirational #amazon #stayathome
08.01.2022 Forever Fires 1st February, 2020 Three weeks ago, I evacuated with my sister and 90 year old mother from our homes facing a dense tract of bush in Merimbula to the last available room in a solid brick hotel set in acres of concrete and bitumen in the heart of town. Mum had only just come home after a long stint in hospital where she'd been receiving treatment for five broken ribs and a collapsed lung and we didn't want to take her to sleep on the floor of a jam-packed, noisy ...and chaotic evacuation centre. Unless you've seen the sky turn from burnt orange to blood red to pitch back at four o' clock in the afternoon, it would be impossible to imagine the fear we felt that day. Today, with horrendous conditions predicted, with temperatures soaring and strong winds picking up the fires, we might have to evacuate again. They're calling them the 'forever fires' because these raging infernos have been raging for six weeks now and, with a long, hot summer still ahead of us, it seems like they have been raging and will continue to rage forever. As I write, the smoke is getting thicker and the sky is turning its familiar turmeric colour. I can hear but not see the helicopter whirring above Merimbula Lake as its dangling pouch scoops up water to dump on one of three massive fire fronts closing in on this remaining pocket of unburnt terrain. So I know, with a sickening dread, that not far from here millions of native creatures are being burnt alive. We've seen blue sky maybe twice this year and I've had to borrow one of my sister's inhalers to use when I'm finding it hard to breathe. I wake up and cry, I cry before I go to sleep and during the day I burst into tears at the slightest trigger. I don't know if the pain in my chest is from the smoke, a broken heart or an imminent cardiac arrest.'You've got bushfire-brain,'a neighbour said yesterday when I forgot what day it was. It's not like we can curl up in a feotal position under the covers and pretend it's not happening. We have to stay glued to the TV news, to social media and emergency and weather apps to know what's going on in case we have to drop everything and leave in a hurry. So, even if people aren't out there fighting fires, rescuing burnt animals, picking through the charred remains of their homes or fleeing for their lives, they are constantly exposed to horror; constantly anxious and grieving. To drive through mile after mile of a blackened and lifeless landscape is to die inside. To swim in an eerily still grey ocean under a smoky grey sky silently raining down ash and burnt leaves is like living on another planet.
06.01.2022 Hippy Days, Arabian Nights - a cool life story. Review on Amazon.
03.01.2022 Well said Stephen Fry. As always.
