Natural splendour, real musics, wines, wordpower
Ever wondered why “gum trees” were so named?
The answer will face your stare, if you examine this post’s image!
It shows a Eucalypt, in the aftermath of the most recent of probably many fires which this tree had survived, very near to the Australian continent’s southernmost point.
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The image shows the sky above Australia’s Perth on 13 April 2020, at 5.31 pm – 27 minutes before sunset.
You almost certainly already know one of this post’s three sky songs, but almost certainly not its particular version.
Comments closedWell, not quite!
However, this post’s vantage point is at the top of Australia’s highest sealed, “all weather” road…and it does give me an excuse to hail a musical hero.
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Believe it or not, the world capital of Steampunk is an “ordinary” coastal town, three hours south of Christchurch, on New Zealand’s South Island.
The Guinness Book of World Records has “proved” this, as explained here.
Comments closedThe featured image’s recreational fishers are at a location which is ever-shifting, but quite easy to reach.
The mouth of Australia’s longest river system is just a day trip away, if you live in Adelaide.
This is where the River Murray, the Coorong and the Southern Ocean meet…although the much-abused Murray-Darling system’s outflow is often so un-mighty that only dredging keeps its mouth open.
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Favourite old saying/put-down:
People in Hell all want ice water
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As a result of today’s Easter Sunday walk, this post breaks the “one image, only” rule that otherwise applies to the “a shining moment” series.
Not all aspects of the current crisis are bad…
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There are a little more than 400 known species of reptile on Madagascar.
More than 90% of them are endemic; the island sometimes described as “the eighth continent” is their only home.
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Many of us do not Believe.
A non-Believer, however, can still believe in the power of particular places here on terra firma – earthly “paradises” which inspire us, delight us, even heal us.
One uncanny song is named for a place that really did have the same name as the song which so vividly evoked it, and mourned its destruction: Paradise.
We have just lost its author.
Comments closedNot long ago – within my own 65 years, I think – the ground on which I stood at 12.30 pm on March 17, 2019 – would not have been visible, much less fetchingly clad in lichens, mosses, et al…
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