Mothers in the garden

Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Mother

I wasn’t going to do this post now but I am awake and it’s after midnight. In comments with Sue and her delightful lamb post I decided to post a few photos of Mothers that come into my garden from time to time. Some photos you may have seen before and maybe others for the first time.

These are Pretty-faced Wallabies. They used to be around the house and garden often. I haven’t seen any for many years now, not even in the bush when out walking.

The next set are Red-necked Wallabies who are always around. There hasn’t been as many since the fire in December 2019. It was during a drought and after the fire I put out a bucket of water for the Wallabies and other animals who survived to have a drink. A mother and daughter having a drink at sunrise

As well as buying pellets of marsupial food for them to eat. Sometimes it’s easy to have breakfast in bed

I think I was spotted by Mum

Some Joeys have a relaxed attitude in their Mothers pouch

Always stay close to Mum

Ready for work

The Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Boot
Lens Artists Photo Challenge #190: Close and Closer

I was going to post a range of boots as I do have quite a number. But when I went out to grab a photo of my gumboots, I just thought of the Lens_Artists challenge as well, so things just went from there.

It’s a pity John Clarke aka Fred Dagg is no longer with us. He was a fabulous comedian.

An alternative version with better vision

Into the woods

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.

A bit of red in the garden

The Weekly Prompts Colour Challenge: Forty Shades of Red

Dianthus

Gerbera

Zygote Cactus

Bauhinia Tree flower

Dwarf Red Hibiscus

Old fashioned very large red Hibiscus flower. One of the surviving plants from the garden of the house I grew up in.

Red Rose

One of my wheelbarrows with Red Hippeastrums

A Red-necked Wallaby Joey getting the full Mum face wash despite protests and squirming