Australia · pets · son

An Unusual Visitor

Forrest
Forrest

After dinner tonight, I let Forrest dog out for a run, and before too long she began barking. She barked, and barked, and barked, way down the back of the garden. And Forrest doesn’t bark for no reason. She may bark because she can’t find her ball and wants help finding it; and she’ll bark at the cats if they don’t want to play with her (which is usual!) and she’s a good watch-dog too, so will bark if someone knocks on the front door.

Forrest is Adam and Mary’s dog, but they had gone out for dinner tonight, so Ben, also thinking the amount of barking was rather excessive, took a torch down the back to see what the problem was. Ben worried that it could be a snake that had Forrest in such a tizzy!

The good news was that it wasn’t a snake. The not so good news was that Forrest had a poor, scared echidna baled up, under a tree!

Forrest didn’t harm the echidna at all, I hasten to add, and I’m sure all her ruckus was an attempt to get this new friend to play with her, but still….you hear stories…..

Sybil, my lovely blogging friend from Nova Scotia, told of an episode where Sooki, who looks very similar in appearance to our Forrest girl, baled up a porcupine, after which the photos of Sooki were not pretty! I had shown photos of Sooki to both Ben and Adam some time ago, complete with “quills” protruding from her face, and this was the first thought that Ben had tonight, as he remembered the Sooki incident.

Ben had a torch with him, and also his mobile phone, so armed with these two items, he managed a clear enough photo to show you the poor little chappy, trying to hide ~

Forrest's new friend, the Echidna.
Forrest’s new friend, the Echidna.

I did a bit of a Google search and found some clearer photos, along with some information about these beautiful mammals, on the Australia Zoo website. Australia Zoo is only a couple of hours drive north of here, and the home of the Crocodile Hunter, the late Steve Irwin. Here is a link to the Short-Beaked Echidna page on the Australia Zoo website. I can only assume that our backyard visitor is a short-beaked echidna, as his “beak” was tightly tucked away from Forrest!

Another walk down the garden a short while later revealed no further sign of the Echidna, so we can only assume that he managed to find his way back out of the garden….based on the fact that he found his way in! Hopefully he has a good sense of direction.

Tomorrow when Forrest goes out into the garden, one of us will have to go with her, until we are satisfied that the Echidna has realised that ours isn’t going to be the quietest garden on the block to take up residence in.

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Australia · Mount Warning · photography · Tweed Valley

Visions of Winter in the Valley

rising smoke

The back of my house overlooks the Tweed Valley, and the floor of the valley is covered in acre upon acre of sugar cane fields. Sugar production is one of the major industries in the area, just as it has been for many years, and during the winter, when the cane is ready for harvesting, fires are lit in the scrubby undergrowth, making way for a clear harvest run for the heavy machinery.

cane fire

Usually, we see the bright orange glow of the cane fires after night fall, when a strip of the valley can be seen first of all smoldering, slowly transforming into orange flames, and as the fire takes hold we often hear the crackling sounds in the stillness of the dark night. It’s a magical sight, and one which we never tire of seeing.

dancing flames

I’ve tried so often to take photos of the cane fires, but with the surrounding darkness of the night, rarely do the photos do justice to the sight we see. Recently however, I spotted a swirl of smoke in the valley, late in the afternoon, before nightfall. And it eventually developed into a doozy of a fire too!

blanket of smoke

As you can see in the final photo, at the peak of the blaze, the density of the smoke almost completely hid majestic Mount Warning, the extinct volcanic mountain, and overseer of the Tweed Valley.

I may complain ad-nauseum about the sweltering heat during the summer, but it is winter still, and all things considered, I do live in a beautiful part of Australia.

“Out on the patio we’d sit,
And the humidity we’d breathe,
We’d watch the lightning crack over canefields
Laugh and think, this is Australia.” ~ This is Australia, Gangajang.

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Australia · grand-baby one · son

X Marks the Spot.

Australia map

 

Occasionally, I’m asked by my overseas blogging friends whereabouts I live in Australia. If you are anything like me, you have to Google a map to see where exactly the place is, and even then you are not completely sure you have it right.

So, when I came across this lovely old map of Australia recently, from the early 1900’s, I decided to leave an “X” on the spot of the map to show where I live, so that you can see my location, right on the coast of New South Wales, and bordering the state of Queensland.

The lovely blog where I found this map, “Knick of Time” has a huge number of gorgeous free printable downloads, and so much more including DIY projects! I haven’t had the time yet to wander through the whole site, that will have to wait until after the wedding we are having here in the garden in September, but I’m really looking forward to whiling away some time at “Knick of Time”, when I have the time!

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Just a brief update before I go, I spent the day with Adam and Mary yesterday, and they are doing much better now. There were still a few tears of course, but I think that they have reached a small turning point. We shopped for the wedding and they were even able to joke around a bit, and there were also some smiles. And thank you, thank you, thank you for all of the kind messages you have been leaving for me. You will never know how much your loving words, virtual hugs and support have meant to me during this sad time. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to every one of you for the kindness you have shown. xxx

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Australia · blessings · garden flowers · gardening · window

Glorifying Winter

tibouchina

As I write, it is just after 9 am, Saturday morning, and I’m about to head out into the garden.That’s where I’ve been for the last two days. My aching muscles and joints are a small price to pay for the end result of what I am involved in, preparing the garden for the wedding of my youngest son and his beautiful bride-to-be.

So here it is, August 1st, the last month of winter here in Australia, and the sun is shining, the skies are a brilliant shade of blue, the highest temperatures this week have reached around twenty-two degrees Celsius and even the newest plants in my garden are already in flower! What a magical time of year this is.

I’ll only add one photo today, which shows the purple flower of my Tibouchina tree, right outside my front door. The surrounding pink is the flowers of a potted Azalea. I have a number of young Azalea bushes in the garden, both in the ground and in pots, and all are in bloom right now. As much as I would like to think that they will still be in flower for the wedding in early September, I doubt that they will be. I’m also confident that my garden will have flowering plants galore though, to compensate for the lack of Azalea blooms.

During July I have been catching up with my blogging friends, becoming reacquainted with some I had lost contact with, and also discovered new blogs and made some new friends. I have discovered a new and very happy rhythm with blogging, I like it a lot, and intend continuing with more of the same from now on.

Okay, I’ve already changed my mine about adding only one photo. I took a photo of the July “Blue Moon” last night, just before coming back indoors from my day of gardening. I can’t leave that photo out, can I? The moon sat so low in the sky that it hid behind a palm tree leaf, and I quite like the silhouetted image.

Blue Moon
Blue Moon

The Baby Shower last Saturday, that I mentioned at the end of a post the day before the event, was a huge success and I took so many photos, which I will share here next week. For now though, I must return to the garden, where the men are working on the “heavy stuff” and I will continue with my weeding, mulching and re-arranging. I have already lined up one of my daughters to go plant shopping with me next weekend, which is always a highlight of the gardening experience. Emma and I have our little ritual, she loves to choose the plants with me, and when we arrive back home again, she will make me cups of tea whilst I do the planting. No dirt under the finger nails for my girl! 🙂

Have a fabulous weekend, and I hope the sun is shining as brightly on your world as it is on mine. ❤