The view from my sister’s door.

Instead of fear being the guiding principle in my decision about where to live next, my sister Nettie wisely suggested that I weigh up the positives instead.

So over the next two weeks, in no particular order, I’ll share some of the reasons Australia calls my heart.

#1: I love the bush. I love the smells, the insects’ buzz, the melodious bird calls, the marsupials, the muted palette. There’s nothing like it anywhere else. It has a ragged beauty that feels right to me. Nettie lives on a bush block, so we’re right amongst it as we step out the door. I love that.