Out and about

Last weekend was a great weekend for wandering about. We did a bit of walking around my street and found lots of things that caught my attention. A drive to Grafton and out to Lawrence yielded many an experience that I love to share with everyone. And of course there was plenty going on around my place as well. Some photos have been already seen by those who like to interact on Twitter as they were too good not to share straight away…..I can be impatient sometimes. So let’s be off…..the sky looked ominous on Saturday morning as we set off on a morning stroll.

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There were birds flying around and chatting from the bush. Usually I seem to get photos of thin air but this time I got the swoop from the tree.

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The spider webs were still out, all shimmery in the morning sun.

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I found lots just walking down the gravel road, just like the little horse from next door who always gallops along the fence as we walk down the street. He is so cute, always wants a rub but you have to keep an eye out as he does like to have a bit of a nip.

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I love wood and the shapes, patterns, colours and things that grow on it. This post just caught my eye.

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The lichen growing on the post at the front gate together with the cracks  looked a treat.

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Further along the road, a tree had fallen in a storm many years ago, throwing the root ball into the air which looked like a modern art sculpture.

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Just out the front of my place there has been a bit of a flush of spring plus the recent rains have bout all sorts of things alive. These little fungi were about the size of a 10 cent piece.

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While this little yellow flower was a bit smaller.

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At this time of year, following the swathes of yellow from the Fringe Wattles, the Dogwoods start to appear. Still in bud, but their little white flowers are getting ready to burst open.

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In the park in Grafton, this white climbing rose had Fairy Wrens, yes those ones from this page, as well as Scarlet Honeyeaters, flitting in and out among the blooms.

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On the drive to Lawrence, we had to stop at a flood shoot of the Clarence River where last year we saw a Black-necked Stork patrolling the water’s edge. This time there wasn’t a stork but a group of ducks paddling along. A mix of Pacific Black Ducks and Hardheads.

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A couple of ducks decided to take off while I was taking the photo. Again for one I was lucky to get them taking off.

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Just up the road there is an Ospreys nest. I have taken photos of it before but this time they have a baby. Here is the adult keeping a lookout while baby looks about constantly squawking. You can just see the small bump in the nest.

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Here is a better look at the young one.

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Back home it was all go in the garden. The Blue-faced Honeyeaters are the bosses of the Honey Gem Grevillea.

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Chasing away everyone who comes for a bit of a snack. The Friarbirds think they own the Grevillea too.

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The Scarlet Honeyeaters dash in for a quick drink of nectar while the bigger birds are busy. The female seemed to be much braver.

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As usual, the Eastern Yellow Robin was always around somewhere making sure the garden was in order.

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There are lots of Red-necked Wallabies cruising around the house and garden. This little bloke is last years Joey still hanging around Mum.

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Meanwhile, Mum was also sampling the delights of the Honey Gem with this years young one keeping a look out from the warmth of the pouch.

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That was last weekend….I wonder what I’ll see this weekend?


Lots of new things to discover

I really enjoy discovering new things as well as seeing things through the lens of my camera in a different way. So far this year the rains that are usually around just haven’t come. But the middle of this month there was a good fall of 60mls and the follow-up rain arrived a week later with 15mls. This rain was the best since the 1st June when 22mls fell. The change to the landscape has gone from browns and yellows to a tinge of green and new shoots appearing on many plants.

The new shoots on the Native Wisteria suddenly started to appear.

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The Pine Trees new cones came in a variety of shapes. Some in a random way.

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With others seemingly more ordered. The Yellow Tailed Black Cockatoos will be pleased.

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The plum trees are flowering, some in groups.

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While others are singles on the bare branches.

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There is plenty of insect activity too. Some plants have evidence of insect activity like these leaves.

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Some plants visitors are more obvious. This little beetle was very camera-shy and kept walking away from the camera despite my efforts. Those red legs were very determined to trudge away!

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The Raspberries had a mixture of fruits and flowers but mainly flowers. The fruits were hard to find and weren’t all that nice to eat, but looked good.

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I had never really looked at Raspberry flowers. They are quite pretty.

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The bees seemed to think so as well. They were buzzing around going from flower to flower.

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They were very intent on their pollen collecting.

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The bees were also drawn to Fireweed. I can see why someone decided that they would be pretty in the garden, not realising what they would end up doing to the paddocks.

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As always, there was an Eastern Yellow Robin nearby to see what was flushed out with the weed pulling going on.

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While higher up the Little Wattlebird kept an eye on things.

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But much, much higher up still, a Brahminy Kite wheeled over head.

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During a drive into Ballina, we came across a puddle on a small park where a small flock of Plumed Whistling Ducks were having a good time wandering about.

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I have never seen Plumed Whistling Ducks before. They are a very striking bird.

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Seeing them really made my weekend. They have great plumage don’t they? Hope you enjoyed a bit of my weekend.

brian


Flowers, birds, bees and fish

The title says it all, except not in that order. Sometimes it’s nice just to sit in a lovely place and see what the world brings. These are some of the flowers, birds, bees and fish that happened along whilst I was at my besties Mum’s place at Banora Point.

Down by the water, there was a fish who was swimming here and there in the shallows. I wasn’t too sure what it was but you can always ask the people you are in contact with on Twitter. Stan from the South Coast let me know that the fish in the following photos was a Toad Fish or Puffer Fish, depending on where you come from I guess.

This bloke has the most amazing red eyes. It seemed like he was walking on the sand in the clear water.

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In the garden there was a small plant with the most amazing seeds. They just stuck out with the black ball seed in the middle of the star-shaped flower.

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The silk flowers were almost over but the seed or flower bud cluster took my eye.

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One flower wasn’t as bedraggled as the rest.

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In one corner of the garden I heard a bit of a buzz. A couple of bees were having a great time searching among the flowers.

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And when they found a flower they certainly got stuck in, gathering what pollen they could find.

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This bloke was always speeding around on a mission.

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The Butcher Bird came down for a look at what was happening in the garden. A very serious look if ever I saw one!

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I hadn’t noticed Butcher Bird’s “whiskers” before.

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Back at my besties place, I though I saw someone watching from the trees. Can you see.

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The Whipbirds are always in her garden. Have a look at Meet the Whipbirds. This bloke was quite vocal but always had an eye on what I was doing.

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Well, that’s a short stroll through some of the things I found. Did you enjoy seeing the things I found?


Have you seen inside Margaret Olley’s house?

On the North Coast we are very lucky to have a number of excellent Art Galleries, the Grafton Regional Gallery has hosted many fine travelling exhibitions as well as holding some fine works of art. The Tweed Art Gallery is very privileged to have Margaret Olley’s “house” within the Gallery. “The recreation features original architectural elements such as windows and doors, relocated from Olley’s home studio at 48 Duxford Street, Paddington, Sydney. The interiors are filled with over 20,000 items Olley collected over many years as subject matter for her paintings.” – (http://artgallery.tweed.nsw.gov.au/MargaretOlleyArtCentre)

A view from the Gallery

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I often go to the gallery with my bestie to see the current exhibits and always have a wander around the Margaret Olley Art Centre where I see something new every time. Last visit I decided to take some photos and would like to share them with you.

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You look through windows and doors –  a voyeuristic glance into someones life.

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The rooms are filled, as the galleries blurb says, with thousands of interesting objects

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You can look into the kitchen from many angles and see how it was left after her passing.

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I do like the dresser with the blue and white china.

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The kitchen sink is rather cluttered

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The green glassware is great with the light just right

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Other rooms have her artists bits and pieces as well as overflowing ashtrays.

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The dresser, like most of the house has flowers

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Some of the cups are just how she lived with some containing the sticky residue.

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There are some amazing pieces adorning the walls.

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As well as the floor

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On cupboards and dressers

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Some of her stuff is a bit broken and tired looking but interesting never-the-less.

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Other rooms have some of the things she painted

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There are stacks of books everywhere

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As well as some magazines and art works

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The oriental screen is quite lovely

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You can just make out the soft toy rat on the cushion on the lounge

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Can’t see it clearly…here’s a closer look.

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Well the sun is setting so I better say see ya!

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I hope you enjoyed a glimpse into someone elses life. If you can, visit the Tweed Art Gallery as the sights that you will see in Margaret Olley’s House will be worth the trip to Murwillumbah.

brian


In the bush at home

I have been roaming around my property finding some things of wonder in the bush and some things that I seem to regard as everyday stuff in my life. I would like to share some of the world of nature that inhabits my part of this Earth.

There is a small vine that entwines itself around the small Cheese Trees in the gullies. I haven’t found it on any other small trees. It was first found by my eldest brother many years ago so I call it the John Vine as I have no idea what it is called.

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This Summer the Cicadas seemed to be everywhere and they were at times rather deafening. This tree was the one of the ones where they hatched. How many can you count?

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Some hatched in precarious places.

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Heading down the gullies there are always Grass Trees to walk by.

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In the bottom of the gullies are ferns. This is a Five Fingered Jack. Perhaps a local name.

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There are also mosses and lichens which are so small and feel ever so soft as they cascade over logs and some even had “flowers”. I couldn’t decide which photo I liked best so here are three.

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They look almost like fox tails.

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Here are the “flowers”

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Among the logs laying in the gullies I can always find some fungus.

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This is what it looks like from beneath.

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Scattered throughout the bush are small plants with little yellow flowers which are about 10mm in diameter.

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Here is a close up of the flower.

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Of course, when wandering around the bush you are never alone. There are always birds and animals. Red-necked Wallabies are always hopping here and there.

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And someone is always keeping an eye on what you are doing.

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I often hear birds but they are so hard to find. But around the house they love to hang in my garden. The little Golden Whistler was calling and I found the female watching me as I split the firewood.

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There are always Eastern Yellow Robins around and this bloke made sure the firewood load was just right.

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The Rose Robin is such a pretty little bird.

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I just love to see them flitting around the garden.

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The Blue-faced Honeyeaters are the boss of the garden. They have adopted the Honey Gem as their own.

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They love the Bottle Brush as much as I do. I just love the flowers.

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Well thats a bit of a wander around my place. I hope you enjoyed discovering stuff as much as I do.

brian


Discoveries in June and July

I have been doing my usual wandering about, looking for things that are interesting, stunning or just plain great to photograph. This is what I have found over the past two months which have made a quick stroll or a drive into a lot of stop and look.

The early morning fog sitting in the Clarence Valley looked quite amazing as I came over the hill on the way to town.

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Some of the morning skies had so much colour

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The Pelicans were paddling on the Clarence River looking for their breakfast. Everyone knows that Pelicans are great fishers and know exactly where the fish are.

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The Little Corellas played on the light towers, swinging on the wires and generally creating havoc.

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There were many storm clouds around but I haven’t had much rain at my place in the past few months and the Summer storms just didn’t appear this season. These were looming while I was travelling around the Richmond Valley.

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The next few photos are stuff I found in Lismore. I will have to go back and see if I can get the shot I saw in my mind with this spiral stair case.

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I love puddles

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I also love rust – the textures and colours rust brings to metal.

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This is what it’s like looking down the barrel of a gun.

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The footpath also got my attention. The moss is such a striking green.

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The early Winter flowers were appearing in the gardens around Lismore. A splash of white caught my attention. I have no idea what it is though.

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One tree had ants massing all over as they were preparing to launch the winged ones.

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But the tree looked nonplussed.

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On the way back to my besties, we stopped at the outdoor cathedral in Bexhill. The Grevillea flowers (I think) were almost over but still looked amazing.

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The flowers at her place were also blooming. I was hoping to get a bee or two but they were too fast.

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The birds that are there are nothing like the birds at my place, although there are a couple that I find at mine as well as at hers. The cheekiest is the White-browed Scrub Wren who likes to hang around the back door.

“Is anyone home!!”

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“I know you’re in there!!”

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The Catbirds were around in the afternoon making their weird sounds.

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I also came across this butterfly. Its colours made for a great camouflage until I came blundering along.

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I guess the sun is setting so drop by soon and let me know if you enjoyed my some of my Discoveries in June and July.

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The Seeker Part 8

What was that trickling sound I thought I heard……perhaps my thirst was giving to dreams of desire……but I am sure that the trickling sound was real!!

In the lower part of the slope the ground was still stony but many of the rocks were rounded….like rocks that have been rolled about by water. I knelt on the ground on the soft grass and dug my hand between the tufts where it was cooler. Gripping onto a tuft, I gave a hard tug ….nothing!!….it didn’t budge at all.

The ground under the grass was hard and rocky not soft as I had hoped. If I do dig down to see if there is some moisture…..what can I use to dig…the sticks were too crumbly and brittle to be of any use in digging through the hard ground.

I started to try and scrape the ground away from the base of a grass tuft…..it didn’t take long before the skin on my fingers to become sore with small cuts and I had hardly gotten anywhere…..I lay down on the soft grass……the frustration and weariness was getting too much….what do I have to do….why am I on this world…..the sun beat down on my back but the grass was cool on my body and face ….as I drifted off to sleep I was sure that I heard water again.

Water…….I awoke with a thirst…..rolling over, the cool relief on my back was welcomed………looking around I wanted to find some sort of a digging tool….maybe a rock from further up the slope might be suitable as the stones here were too small.

Walking back towards the ridge I hoped I would be lucky and be able to find water….allusive water…..something I desperately need to survive. but what will survival do if I am just to wander this domed world.

I hoped the greenness of the mound would lead to there being water…..water that would sustain me for some time.

I am sure I again heard the sounds of water but not being visible on actually running over the rocks and stony ground must mean that it is somehow flowing underground. How can I get below this hard baked ground to get to the water that keeps this small patch green in a desert landscape alive.

Near the top of the ridge, which is only a few meters high, there is some larger rocks which I could use to dig…..scrambling over the rocks of the scree slope once again to the base of the ridge I found a good sized and appropriately shaped rock that I could use to get below the surface.

I wonder where I was when I heard that trickling sound…….down the slope slipping and sliding as the rocks gave no solid purchase…looking left….looking right….everything looked the same…….down on the edgewhere the tufted grasses came up to meet the bare rocky ground.

I stood….straining to listen to the slightest sound other than the occasional rocks tumble…..nothing….perhaps I should move down to where the grass evens out before abruptly ending to meet the desert once again.

Lifting my stone age implement, I struck the ground between the tufts sending smaller pebbles out of the way…..again…..again….again I hit the ground making a small divot.

Now I could scrape the hole into something bigger as I tired of hitting the hard stony surface…….sweat glistened on my now brown baked skin. I managed to struggle to a point where the small rocks and pebbles changed colour….a deeper colour.


Meet the Whipbirds

G’day. My name is William Whipbird. I like to hang about in the garden, looking for food and having a bath. You may remember me in this story.

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Anyway I would like to show you my partner and great mate Wilma Whipbird.

I’ll just give her a call and see if she wants to come and meet people. She’s a bit shy.

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Hey William!! Here I am

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As you see, she is a bit shy. I’ll ask her to pop out so you can meet her. Wilma can you come out from behind those vines please.

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OK. Here I am. I’ll just move over a bit closer so you can stop calling. I’m right behind you.

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Thats great Wilma. Can you see if there is anything to eat up here among the wisteria vines?

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You look over there and I’ll see what I can find over here.

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I think I can see something scurrying away. I’ll have look under the arbor support..

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I think I can see something under there.

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Yes. There’s what look like a bug of some sort. I don’t think I can get it. Bugger it has gotten away.

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I hope enjoyed meeting us. Next time you are around, I’ll give you a shout out OK?

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I appreciate any comments you may have or just a like would be great

Thanks

brian


The Seeker Part 7

I was sure the change in colour would indicate that not only the soils changed with some moisture.

The digging was difficult….the ground was so hard but still shards of the hard surface would splinter off sending small pieces flying, occasionally hitting my skin causing small blood spots to appear…..my fingers also were raw and stung with each blow.

The hard surface I have been striking was seemingly becoming softer, also altering in texture and colour.

I wondered what if I was doing was going to lead to my continued existence on the strange domed world.

Once I had a water supply I was sure I could find some level of comfort that would sustain me while I attempted to understand why I find myself on this world.

Who made this dome and why?

Does the dome protect the world or does it exist to contain the world and its strange environment….occasionally the clouds would speed across the sky as if they had an important mission……they must drop moisture somewhere or does it not behave like the weather I was used to or that is within my mind or memory….a memory from where?

My mind wandered trying to remember my past life….thoughts jumbled with nothing rising to the surface that I could hold onto as a definitive memory…..this process was going nowhere, which just added to my frustration.

I continued digging at the bottom of the mound which was becoming much easier…..instead of pounding the ground my rock tool is now being used to scrape the material from the small hole I have made.

The coolness of the ground below the surface was welcomed by my raw fingers….the depression has deepened with the flinty stones giving way to a soil like structure which is quite easy to dig.

Deeper and deeper I scraped and now have a good sized hole but still no water…….the soil felt damp but I am unable to determine if it was moisture….squeezing the soil didn’t change the composition or yield anything, it didn’t form together to make a ball…it just remained as it was when I dug it from the ground.

The level was now quite deep but I have nothing but a pile of stones and dirt….I was sure I heard water moving below the surface before….

 


An assortment found while travelling around

I have ben slack I will admit. Here is a collage of life that I have found. Some have no meaning and just are stuff that the world leaves lying around, or sitting or just being.

I went to the Bentley Blockade had a chat or two with the folk who were only too happy to chat, buts another story another time. Of course I have to go exploring, so Bentley is a good start and who knows where we will end up

This wonderful farm-house, just sitting there, neglected.

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While overhead, the clouds were just blowing up and drifting apart, ever-changing.

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On the way back to Lismore, the clouds in the east had a soft blush of colour which turned to storm clouds.

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The pansies were blooming bright colours making spots of joy in the usually, almost colourless autumn gardens.

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Everyone was enjoying the camellias, Lewins Honeyeaters were darting in and out and even the ants were traipsing all over the bush.

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The stamen look like they are wearing boxing gloves…no wonder the ant scarpered

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Of course someone had to shine. The Gerbera was the star of the garden.

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The Emerald Dove can’t seem to stop still for a second. I think it scooped stuff up while strutting around the courtyard.

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The little Eastern Yellow Robin was always darting about the foliage of the tree begonias.

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While overhead the Eastern Rosellas just chatted away, mostly to no-one in particular.

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The White Headed Pigeon took advantage of the last afternoon to have a last dip at the bird bath.

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Up the flag pole!! The  Butcher Bird thought the flag pole was a great place to scan the neighbourhood. As long as he looked up as well.

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The Brahminy Kite was on the prowl making birds scatter everywhere.

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Cormorants look very pretty with their wings folded. All that drip-drying seems to pay off.

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The Pelican didn’t seem to give a rats about anything.

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The Pied Oyster Catchers seemed unfazed by the Soldier Crabs who have just taken over whole of the little beach in a small bay.

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The Soldier Crabs were everywhere….always seemed to be on a mission to somewhere and back again, a bit of over there and a “Hey it’s Norm again” as business is done as a cluster ever moving, occaisionally stopping for a quick drink or to stuff a claw into their mouths possibly with a snack of some sort..

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They were so hard to get a good photo as they just scuttled away when you got close to them or they got close to me. Below is an artist’s impression of the Soldier Crabs

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The crabs knew someone was looking on at their antics. No one was fooled by the shades.

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The end of the day. The sun setting like an explosion of fire and colour.
The evil eyes are looking….beguiling you into the mouth of fire.

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After the sun has set, it is sometimes just as beautiful. The purples, deep blues and almost a russet flow down into yellow with a lone house light in the distance.

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When darkness sets in, the little Pademelons come scrounging around the chook yard, hoping to snuffle up some grain the chooks left behind. That’s why this bloke has a smudge on his nose.

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I love our Moon. Sometimes the Moon just shines when full. Goodnight.

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