Carla Cram
Bio
I'm a writer, mama, nature-lover, wife and friend. I write about living intentionally because I think deeply about my thoughts and actions.
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Becoming remarkable
My first child came into this world almost seven years ago, and he changed my life completely. Before he arrived, my life was entirely career-focused, and I completely absorbed the social norms that govern how people make everyday choices. I was not even aware of this system within society that works by influencing others. Of course, I had experienced peer pressure as a teenager, but even in my 30s, I was still absorbing the unwritten rules about how to do life.
By Carla Cram4 years ago in Families
Lost
That morning, Tess woke to another long hot summer day, where the endless blue sky would stretch in every direction. Living on her family’s cattle station near Cunnamulla in southwest Queensland, Tess rose early to avoid the hottest part of the day. Pulling on her shorts and t-shirt, Tess checked the clock; it was 5.40 am. It would reach 48 degrees Celsius in the shade by midday, so the early hours were the best for taking photographs. The 120,000-acre cattle station, Bundoona, was her home and had been home to many generations before her. This morning she was headed to the boundary paddock to catch the 6.00 am sunrise. It would take 10 minutes to ride there on her dirt bike, so Tess hurried to put on her boots.
By Carla Cram4 years ago in Fiction
Mustering in the red dirt
When I was 16, my family bought a cattle station 10 hours drive from Melbourne in the heart of the Australian outback. It was 40,000 acres which may seem enormous, but by outback standards, it was a small property and only viable if you had other properties or businesses.
By Carla Cram4 years ago in Humans
