by Paula Peeters | Mar 21, 2017 | Writing
“Sometimes people ask me,” said the Blue Gum*, “Don’t you mind when the termites hollow out your innards, your limbs drop, the parrots chew your skin to make new holes, the moths and beetles tunnel into your wood, and the cicadas suck your sap?” “Yes I sometimes...
by Paula Peeters | Jul 22, 2016 | Tales of science, Writing
She didn’t need much. While I was busy with my own small worries, my own daily life, this last two years, she was just quietly getting on with her own. I didn’t know it, but she was less than a kilometre from where I live, maybe a lot closer than that. For there are...
