Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Woodland
AS you may or may not know, I live in the Australian bush. To many of the overseas readers it can be to you a forest or perhaps a woodland. Maybe you would like a bit of a scroll around bits of my place known as Durranbah.
This is looking up the driveway from my house
Durranbah is an aboriginal word for small jumping ant. I cannot remember the dialect where I found the name but it is not a local word. My property is on the border with the Gumbainggir Nation to the south and Bundjalung Nation to the north.
I purchased the property on the 24th February 1984 for a whopping $26,000 and all it had on it was the bush. It also had nests of small jumping ants that made you jump when they stung you.
They also have a habit of jumping towards you once they have been disturbed. I always tell visitors to look at the ground around them if they decide to stop walking.
One of the reasons I bought here was the trees. They are tall and straight and there are some that are the mother trees that have been here for a hundred year I am guessing as it would take at least three people holding hands to encircle the trunk.
I cannot find all of the big tree photos. I did find a view up an Apple Gum
This Ironbark is across the road from my place
Here is a selection of trees. A Red Bloodwood showing why it’s called a Bloodwood
A Grey Gum shedding its bark
One of the mother trees, a Tallowwood
My favourite place. A permanent waterhole where all manner of birds and animals come to drink
Looking from the doorway of my shed
Heading down a track
Gum blossom and nuts
I love Grass trees that are in the gullies. I lost many during the fire of 2019 but I have some reminders
I could go on for ages with many photos of flowers, moss, ferns, birds and animals but this is supposed to be about the woodland. I hope you enjoyed a scroll through Durranbah.
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