How wondrous to be alone in the bush. To explore and discover the shadows and lights, the textures and colours. The spikiness of the bushes, the smoothness of the tree trunks. To bid good day to friends on the track and let them go about their daily business. To watch the growth and decay. The dryness and water. The cycle of life.
A lush oasis in the centre of a eucalypt forest. Cool and green and clear. Rosellas sit amongst the trees contemplating the warmth of the suns rays against the cool breeze. Tiny flowers bloom as if to say peek-a-boo. If only for a minute. Green against green against brown against rock. An ancient place to dwell, to ponder.
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A journey across a developing country, a life of old and new. Of landscapes of mist and water. Of greens, blues, yellows and reds. Of smells and sounds, traditions and memories of war. A country blossoming, ready for progress and prosperity.
The Orchid Flower – Sam Hamill Just as I wonder whether it’s going to die, the orchid blossoms and I can’t explain why it moves my heart, why such pleasure comes from one small bud on a long spindly stem, one blood red gold flower, opening at mid-summer, tiny perfect in it’s hour.
Such a wonderland of beaches and cliffs, wildlife and history. The clearest sunrise. Animal tracks in the sand. A juxtapositioning of rugged coastline and countryside. Dirt roads and arthritic buildings. An abundance of birdlife. Albatross flying overhead, circling but never stopping. Seals lazing on rocks. If you are lucky you can see the rare albino wallaby…for me…that will be another trip!
…We diet on water, On crumbs of shadow, Bland-mannered, asking Little or nothing. So many of us! So many of us! We are shelves, we are Tables, we are meek, We are edible, Nudgers and shovers In spite of ourselves. Our kind multiplies: We shall by morning Inherit the earth. Our foot’s in the door. – Sylvia Plath, Mushrooms
A symphony of joyful tints reside in the Autumn forests of Tasmania. Bursts of colour in the form of small and delicate surprises. Purple, red, blue, pink, orange and white happily mix together in harmony. Brightening the world under the greying sky. If only here for a moment they come to life with joy. Dotting the landscape in a celebration of the seasons just passed and welcoming the white winter wonderland they will soon sleep under.
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A jungle strangely hidden on the edge of Mount Field National Park. Sinewy trees and open grassy areas where wombats graze merge into a dense forest of giant ferns and moist earth. A canopy high and heavy encloses a meandering track, the roof so low it feels claustrophobic at times. And then listening, the trickling water turns into a splash then a smashing on rocks as the track ends with fallen trees so thick with age and slippery with constant […]