No, not me, I’m not that wise, but this lady certainly resonates with me 🙂
I heard about this case a while back, but didn’t get a chance to link it then, so now is better than not 🙂
Ready for the singalong? 🙂
Sharing this because it’s a great story, and shows there’s still humans who care.
We spent an afternoon and a morning at Deep Lake, in Victoria. It was lovely and peaceful, as we had the place to ourselves. It did rain though, and it was a bit muddy, so we moved on elsewhere, but it’s a place we often return to when in the area.
I once asked a local fisherman, how deep the lake was. Umm…. about a metre deep…. which isn’t deep in my view, however, it’s apparently deep compared to another nearby lake 🙂
I grew up with chickens….. let me rephrase that, in a suburban block, my father kept chickens in the backyard. He called them ‘his girls’, and took great care of them. I loved them, and had a particular pet one which I called ‘Queenie’. At times, I’ve had my own chickens, and they are part of my history. I also seek out conversations with chickens as I travel about the countryside.
Recently I took a turn off the main street in a small country town, just because, and lo and behold, I came across these wonderful birds.
I spent several minutes talking to the ‘chooks’ as we call them Downunder 🙂
Looking for some music, I came across this piece, and while it’s not my usual type of music, I found a great deal of humour in it – hopefully you will also!
One of the places in South West Victoria I keep returning to is Annya State Forest camping area. Usually it’s relatively quiet regarding other campers, although it does get some road noise from the logging trucks during the day. Can’t have it all ways, and the cats would rather put up with traffic noise than with other people. Fred has mixed views; he rather likes getting to meet other people and their dogs, but he’s not at all keen on them coming too close to HIS van and cats. We try to find some middle ground.
The wallabies blend wonderfully into the bush background.
The road in has recently been resurfaced, and yes, there is going to be forest work done nearby….
This area was logged in earlier times, so this regrowth isn’t quite original. Still, it’s rather nice to have access to it.
I love the lichen and other decorations on the trees.
And the road goes on…… tempting though it is, I haven’t followed it to the end.
I was amused to see the ants were not going to put up with having their nest in the middle of the road covered over.
These tracks look ok, but I’m wary of taking the van onto them, especially when it’s damp.
A small dam with water from recent rains in it. Small local birds were happily hopping around, glad of the water after a dry summer.
Always, I want to explore what’s around the corner……
Every now and then I find a golden glow in the bush 🙂
Ah, the fork in the road…… a decision must be made…..
While you may be thinking that Fred and I are having a quiet peaceful walk in the bush, we were accompanied by angry screeching by a pair of local cockatoos, upset at us intruding into their territory.
The only fungi we found, was this one close to camp, growing by a gum tree.
Discretion won the day, and I didn’t have it for breakfast.
Fred met Ged, a lovely senior dog out camping with his young travellers.
Sometimes we look at the big picture, and sometimes at the smaller aspects.
This spider has its own design rules!