On the weekend

A weekend a few weeks ago started with the sky on fire on Friday night

On Saturday morning, we went for a walk along the road to the property that was used a tip many years ago. In the old tip site there are many fascinating things, least of all the old truck.

The Old Truck

The garden, like the sunset, also was in colour……the Bird of Paradise was looking great as well

Bird of Paradise

In the trees above, love was all around

Galahs

Galahs getting frisky

Eastern Rosellas

Eastern Rosella getting a bit kissy kissy

Tawny Frog Mouth

….and Mrs Tawny Frogmouth kept a disapproving eye on all the goings on in the garden and maybe one eye on the cicadas

Cicada

I wonder what this weekend will bring?

The Seeker Part 5

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

On 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 the ground is 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…..