The road may be paved with good intentions but sometimes scary movies, hereditary mishaps and nicknames whispered behind closed doors can lead to disaster.

Confessions of A Plant Killer

What happens when a naughty puppy meets a girl flying a kite...the perfect antidote to solastalgia of course.

Flying High

The world is actually getting brighter, that's not always a good thing though. Sometimes you have to seek out the darkness to find the light....

Seeking Out The Sky

I grew up without shoes-we’ll at least in the summer that is. I mean, I had shoes, but getting them on to my feet most days, when I was a child was a battle that I think my mum finally realized she couldn’t win.There is something extremely liberating about being barefoot, giving those toes a break from their bindings, allowing them to sink into sand or grass or scrape across harder surfaces-because many of us do it so rarely, I think it somehow adds an extra sense to our body-beyond touch, allowing us to recognize familiar textures, but making us pay a bit more attention to them. Not all my barefoot experiences have been positive. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve stubbed my big toe, not to mention screaming in agony each time a bull ant felt hungry and thought my baby toe looked like a mini croissant. Or how many times I’ve run faster than I knew possible just to get away from burning sand or bubbling bitumen-cursing myself for forgetting I hadn’t actually ever learned to walk across hot coals. And then of course there are the splinters, those little pieces of wood which always manage to find some way of reminding you that you are in fact mortal.The surface I most like to walk on, is of course, grass. You can find it in almost every part of the world, from mountain tops to ocean edges. It’s the most important plant family on the planet and comes in all shapes and sizes. Grasses directly give us 60% of our s food supply-amazing- with air, water and animals-including us, being responsible for dispursing the sees of most.  They stabilize soil and re-vegetate areas all over the globe, and they make great hiding places for creatures great and small.My favourite grass is of course the stuff of lawns. I’d never really given the history of the lawn much thought until a few months ago when I had the great pleasure of reading Yuval Noah Harari’s excellent book Homo Sapiens.  Harari actually believes that we should think twice about having a lawn, but really, he’s speaking in political and cultural terms because, as he explains it, lawns, historically were a status symbol of the nobility. Which makes sense-lawns demand a lot of work and upkeep, and nobility were the only ones who could afford to waste precious land used by so many to feed their communities, and by having a front lawn, they were truly able to flaunt their wealth, not just faking it ‘till they made it’.I’m fortunate enough to live in a city with plenty of parks and grassy areas. Every chance I get I take my shoes off and relish these unbridled moments. Currently, my city is full of purple snow. Trees called Jacaranda, are, like every year about this time, in full bloom, dropping beautiful vibrant purple flowers like paracutes sending down survival kits to insects. They make a carpet of purple across the ground and attract bees from all over town. Bees love to find the fallen flowers, working their pollenating magic. This can, therefore, lead to some very carefu

Where The Sidewalk Ends

Sometimes your dose of medicine requires taking a leap of faith and making funny sounds.

The Sound of Swing

Celebrating the elixir of life is a perfect antidote to solastalgia. Listen to the latest five minute dose of nature connecting medicine at www.anttosol.com or at www.twig.fm

The Elixir of Life

Sometimes it takes tuning in the dial and looking up to discover that the perfect antidote to solastalgia is right in your own backyard.

Songs for the Soul

From dining in apartments in Manhattan to walking the footpaths in Australia, you’ll discover that sometimes friends are found in the strangest places

Dining With Friends

Not just because my last name is Milne, but because my mum read them to me every night, I fell in love with the stories of Winnie the Pooh and friends at a very young age. Pooh invents a game, which many of us remember from our childhoods,  a stick race that can be as fast or as slow as the earth wills it. www.anttosol.com

Pooh Sticks

Why this podcast-In the age of eco-angst, sometimes we just need a little break from all the worry, a little antidote to a term called 'solastalgia'.*Solastalgia exists when there is recognition that the place where one resides and that one loves is under assault (physical desolation)." Professor Glenn Albrecht

Ant to Sol intro

Do you remember what it was like as a kid when you’d want to jump in every puddle you saw? Well, one girl does and she’s sharing a story of why you might just want to put on the gum boots again. www.anttosol.com

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