Wednesday, 22 April 2015

Heading home

Ready to get back in the car and head east towards home?  Good, so am I !  
For those of you who missed the journey so far check it out here



The hint I gave as to what we would be seeing was simply animals, cattle, sheep & horses of course.


Quick or you'll miss them....  
These roos are ready to jump the fence for greener pastures!



Stopping for a photo break beside the road where a side road joins ours.  
It's not as bad as it looks!  The cattle truck waits for the gravel truck to pass...phew!


Drama averted, and oh what a view.  Going on 5.45pm, the light is glorious.




This journey is taking longer than I thought....
 so I think we will have to carry on to a Part Three.
Glad to have you along so far, and hope you'll come back for hopefully the last leg next week.  
See you then!  

Bye for now

Tuesday, 14 April 2015

Back on track

A bolt from the blue found me in hospital with a mystery illness last month.  
I'm back on track now thanks to wonderful care from the nurses & doctor 
 in our lovely little local hospital and of course from my beautiful family & friends.

It certainly brings things into perspective though 
and makes you realise what's important in life.

So yesterday I met up for a picnic lunch with my son and family in the little town of Guyra
some 100 kms to the west of us, and about half way between Brisbane and Sydney.  
Guyra is the highest town on the New England Tablelands of N.S.W. 
at 1330 metres (4363 feet) above sea level. 


Autumn colours there are in full swing.






The usual hour and a half journey home took way way longer
 as I stopped constantly to take photos!






The country is quite dry here so colours stand out in all their vibrancy
 against the dry vegetation.




I am at risk of becoming boring......(I warned you I took lots of photos!)
so I think I will continue on my journey home next time.  
The photo above gives a hint of what's ahead.

Bye for now



Monday, 23 February 2015

Tears falling

 I shed tears.
This was the day we sold our bull.  
He's been with us for 7 years, he was 2 when he came.
  Our grand daughter fed him fallen oranges from our tree ~ he loved them and bellowed for more!  
But now he's gone....this is the hard part of being a farmer.


 The day started out with a muted glow
 the mist rose
 leaves sparkled
 sunlight bathed the hills one by one
we herded the cattle
the mist is hanging around reluctant to leave

tear drops of rain are all around me
 an eastern rosella catches my eye
 and I caught hers ~ does she know?

Good bye old fella ~ we miss you.

Thursday, 19 February 2015

Starting out once again.....

I seem to keep on starting
I guess it's better than stopping
  It's just that I start and stop
 and can't seem to keep going





You can see that my last few weeks
 have been full of sunshine and showers
just like any week
any lifetime really.



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How have you been going since the last time we met?
Would love to know. 

Monday, 26 January 2015

My Happy Australia Day

   

After finding a red-bellied black snake in the chook house this morning,
  this beautiful Glasswing Butterfly was a bit of light relief when it appeared in my garden!
  It is an interesting butterfly, the only Australian
 representative of a mainly African species according to my butterfly book.
It's wings are quite translucent and indeed glass like.




Our son-in-law came to the rescue on his day off to help us fix a computer problem.
 We had sausages for lunch (well it's Australia Day remember?!) 
Then more visitors in the shape of a couple of yellow-tailed black cockatoos.
 These birds never cease to catch my eye and make me want to fly up there with them,
 soaring over this wonderful countryside.




These bright spots of red in my neighbour's garden were a lot more welcome
 than the one in the hen house this morning!  
But that's Australia, and I've grown used to things here now.  It's my home.
( I wrote that last sentence and crossed it out so many times.)  
Can a person have more than one home?  My home is England and my home is Australia.  
I have no desire - no will - and see no need to choose.
  Come to think of it that makes me very lucky indeed!

What do you think? 

Happy Australia Day to you!

Saturday, 24 January 2015

A baby wren graces my garden



How delightful it was today to watch a family of Superb Fairy Wrens flit amongst the flowers in my garden. By the time I raced for my camera and returned the only one left was this little fluffy baby, perhaps a little too scared to take off from his safe place.  So vulnerable and at the same time so resilient. My bird book describes their call as 'thin zizzing musical trills' and confirms that they do indeed inhabit open forest, swamps, coastal areas, rain forest and yes...gardens. 








The day started out fine then a misty rain crept up the valley towards us.
  By late afternoon it had cleared to a wispy duvet of cloud hovering over the farmland.
  A sliver of moon was visible in the soft pink evening sky.


I'll see if I can catch the colourful adult male in my camera for you next week.  He's a stunner!

Saturday, 17 January 2015

Nine months gone


Nine long months since I posted on this blog.
 I could have hatched a sweet baby in that time. 
Well, maybe not!
But I do have a third grand child and a garden full of flowers. 
  



The evening sun sets in my rather English garden
 amidst the Australian rain forest. 




White-headed pigeon makes a "slow deep 'wooop-wuk', second part a soft gulp" sound.
 It really does, because I hear it in the background as I hasten to catch images of penstemon, salvia, catnip and daisies as the sun goes down behind the hill after a hot summers day.






This pigeon  inhabits rain forest, scrub and gardens according to 
Simpson and Day's Field Guide to the Birds of Australia. 
It's right! 
Can you hear it's soft sound beneath the whirr of bees and the cicada's chatter?




So can I !  
Lovely to be back!  


Wednesday, 23 April 2014

The day brought rain ~ of course it did!


Harbingers of rain, two yellow tailed black cockatoos flew over at sun up,
 and the day was decided.  There would be rain.











Mist followed and a stunning sunset,
 but nothing can beat the call and the flight of the black cockatoo.
 It's like no other and always inspires me to fly just that little bit higher!
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What motivates you to keep going when you'd really rather not?