Nature bends to the will of the wind. Beaches extend for as far as the eye can see. Long and white. Pristine and untouched. Boulders groan under their industrial rust. Clouds touch the earth and the sky opens to blue. If you listen close enough you can here both fur and feathers travelling on the relentless breeze…
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.
…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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When you’re walking a track in the middle of the bush and a cockatoo lands next to you and says “Hello” (I kid you not) it’s something special. “Oh hi” I said as he walked a little closer. “Hello”! I gave him a nut and we talked as if old friends. Soon I realised he was a decoy sent in to befriend me. One by one they came. Dropping like snowflakes in front of me. Hungry for a taste of […]
A fairly easy walk of 10km from the bush to the sea and back. The word ‘Curra’ is aboriginal for water spring and if going clockwise around the loop this is what you will find about one third a way around the track. Trickling over the rocks, making it’s way to the open sea, the water flows forwards as if in an endless race for freedom. The wind whips up the overflow into a whirlwind of mist. Cheeky lizards get […]
An amazing 4 day hike around the southern edge of Tasman National Park, Tasmania. Can only be done through the official Three Capes Track operated by the National Parks. The cabins are well kitted out and we were lucky as there was only 11 of us who started on the same day. I had a whole cabin to myself! From the morning to the afternoon several ecosystems can be passed through. From the cloud forest, to tornado ridge to the most […]
Across Botany Bay the National Park continues. Walking along the cliff line it is amazing to see that this high up it is still like a beach. Pure white sand becomes amber yellow and back again. The sandstone rocks are molded into strangely beautiful circular shapes by the wind that constantly blows around them eroding each grain over time. Following the track into the vegetation birds flit everywhere. I seem to be surrounded by them in the dense bushes. The […]