Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Twin
The Weekly Prompts Colour Challenge: Nautical Blue
I loved my time in Italy
Debbie’s Six Word Saturday
Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Arch
A quick escape
The Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Escape
Getting a start
Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Beginning
So young but exploring in safety from very close to Mum
One balloon short of a festival
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.
Taking stock down my road
The Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Stock