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The opening couplet from Guy Clark’s “Old Time Feeling”:
And that old time feelin’ goes sneakin’ down the hall
Like an old grey cat in winter, keepin’ close to the wall
As it happens, just a few days after the recent winter solstice, I happened upon an old grey cat who was keeping close to a wall…but, more crucially, taking advantage of the steps in front of it.
One CommentToo many Perth residents have never visited Herdsman Lake, nor given any thought to it.
Sir David Attenborough, who described Herdsman as “the Great Fen of Perth”, is keenly aware that Perth is one of very few cities to have such a substantial, internationally significant, RAMSAR-listed wetland within 10 kilometres of its GPO.
Far from pristine, and more “wetland” than “lake”, Herdsman is, nonetheless, a very special place.
As you can see, this year’s shortest day was not at all “wintry”.
One CommentThe location pictured in this post’s featured image is not very many kilometres away from the one in #5 in this series.
It is not at all close to the North Queensland coast, where Cairns sits at 16.51 Degrees South – unsurprisingly, a location where mangroves thrive.
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#6 in this series will answer the above question.
“If there are no mangrove forests, then the sea will have no meaning. It is like having a tree with no roots, for the mangroves are the roots of the sea.”— fisherman, Trang Province, southern Thailand.
Comments closedTidal sand/mud-flats present very different “faces”, depending on when you happen to visit them – time of day, as much as time of year – and also on how closely you look.
Yesterday’s featured photo was taken in the same location as was today’s, their two vantage points were a very short walk apart, and only a few minutes separated their shutter-clicks.
Nothing much had changed in those few minutes, but…
Comments closedThere is nothing fake or “tricked up” about this post’s featured image, which was taken just a little north of the Australian continent’s southernmost point.
The photo is, however, a deeply “misleading” portrait of Shallow Inlet at low tide…
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At certain times of year Broome’s Roebuck Bay is a global hotspot for birdlife; for migratory waders it is a key “fuel stop”.
It may be less “instagrammable” than Cable Beach, but Roebuck Bay is much the richer place, biologically speaking.
Its crustaceans provide a deal of the waders’ fuel.
A key factor in all this: Roebuck Bay’s oft-massive, fast-moving tides.
On some days of each month, at low tide the exposed mudflats cover more than 150 square kilometres, and they extend far beyond a shore-based observer’s horizon.
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So begins a series of single-image posts: each depicts a different aspect of the intertidal zone, where the sea “arrives” and “departs” at least once, every day.
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…are all integral to this post, which is a sequel to both the immediately-preceding one and to the 28 January 2022 post on “Hope”.
If you do not already know Emily Dickinson’s poem Hope is The Thing With Feathers you should click here before you read/see/listen to the rest of this post.
Comments closedWhilst I hope you enjoy the photo, it is really here to alert you to a beautiful, quietly surprising “live” performance of Andrea Keller’s Broken Reflection.
The photo was taken in a forest glade in the USA’s Pacific Northwest; the music is Australian.
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