A peaceful morning meal before the busyness of work. Croissants brought home on the train from distant Fitzroy, red grape leaves from over the back lane fence and strong coffee in my autumn cup. It was hard to get up and go in to work today.
I live in Ballarat, an old goldfields town, in the central west of Victoria, but southerly in relation to the world. I love Chinese architecture, the post-goldfields towns and countryside of central Victoria, and I love the practice and the art of history. This year I'm beginning a research project on Ballarat in the 1870s.