out pop tiny houses. They are brooches - pins.
Inspired by joyous days and nights listening to Tim Winton's
Cloudstreet on audiobook.
The story of a house, dusty and magical, standing between
the planes of the seen and unseen, and the lives it affects.
With a battered school case full, I am off to the markets.
Eveleigh Artisan Markets to be exact. The application was long, the competition fearsome, and the wait gruelling.
Like Sam Pickles in Cloudststreet, who lives by "the shifty shadow " of luck, I woke with a knowing in my bones on the day they called to accept me.
Previous failed projects and applications fade into the past now, and
my cloud has a silver lining.