Heading home

Ready to get back in the car and head east towards home?  Good, so am I !  

For those of you who missed the journey so far check it out here

The hint I gave as to what we would be seeing was simply animals, cattle, sheep & horses of course.

Quick or you'll miss them....  

These roos are ready to jump the fence for greener pastures!

Stopping for a photo break beside the road where a side road joins ours.  

It's not as bad as it looks!  The cattle truck waits for the gravel truck to pass...phew!

Drama averted, and oh what a view.  Going on 5.45pm, the light is glorious.

This journey is taking longer than I thought....

 so I think we will have to carry on to a Part Three.

Glad to have you along so far, and hope you'll come back for hopefully the last leg next week.  

See you then!  

Bye for now

Nine months gone

Nine long months since I posted on this blog.

 I could have hatched a sweet baby in that time. 

Well, maybe not!
But I do have a third grand child and a garden full of flowers. 

  

The evening sun sets in my rather English garden

 amidst the Australian rain forest. 

White-headed pigeon makes a "slow deep 'wooop-wuk', second part a soft gulp" sound.

 It really does, because I hear it in the background as I hasten to catch images of penstemon, salvia, catnip and daisies as the sun goes down behind the hill after a hot summers day.

This pigeon  inhabits rain forest, scrub and gardens according to 

Simpson and Day's Field Guide to the Birds of Australia. 

It's right! 

Can you hear it's soft sound beneath the whirr of bees and the cicada's chatter?

So can I !  

Lovely to be back!  

The day brought rain ~ of course it did!

Harbingers of rain, two yellow tailed black cockatoos flew over at sun up,

 and the day was decided.  There would be rain.

Mist followed and a stunning sunset,

 but nothing can beat the call and the flight of the black cockatoo.

 It's like no other and always inspires me to fly just that little bit higher!

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What motivates you to keep going when you'd really rather not?

Some moments just take your breath away

Like this one when I went out for an evening walk and stumbled upon magic.

No need for words this time

 they only take away from the moment that was there

and all too soon it was gone.

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I know you've had fleeting moments like these when all you could do was stand and watch.

  Mine was whilst visiting my son and daughter-in-law on their new block

 in the Granite Belt region of Queensland.

Where was yours?  Would love to hear about it!

Perfection ~ who needs it? Just enjoy the day.

I've been waiting for the perfect time, the perfect photo, the perfect thought to start back in on my blog again after 2, 3, 4, what surely not nearly 5 months absence?!!
But instead I'm jumping right in with today ~ for better for worse.

Started with a misty morning

Oh Rosemary I love you

Move to late afternoon after a 'nothing is going right' sort of day

Decided to look for the positives amidst the negatives...bee in the weeds

This spider is happily thriving here!

Out cutting and spraying weeds ~ always hard to keep up ~ but something catches my eye

Shadows as the sun goes down

It wasn't perfect...but it wasn't half bad either!

I wish for you a day that is full of light and shadow

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Would really love to hear about yours!

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Dry Spring

It's been dry here, but we're hopeful it will improve.  

There's beauty in it anyway.

Eyes open to beauty

My daughter gave me a  box of affirmations "Up the Garden Path"  from Affirmations, made locally in beautiful Bellingen.  The words for today were:

'Greet each day 

with your eyes open to beauty,

 your mind open to change,

and your heart open to love.' 

Paula Finn

I reckon I've done just that today!  Come on and join me......

I was up early and I could see by a glance out of the kitchen window

 that it was going to be something special.

 

So I headed up the hill camera at the ready and Cobba the dog

 running up the pathway ahead as usual!

The moon was still in view 

and this parrot seemed as though it was flying straight into the sun.

 

I turned my back to the sun and watched as my long shadow

 reached down to the trees across the paddock.

The warm rays of the morning sun turned the dry wintery western hills gold.

Cobba snuck off to seeing what was going on at the neighbour's place.

My eyes were drawn back into the hazy glare of the new day.

And I could hear the buzzing of bees around the old plum tree.

A pee wee sat atop the highest branch and dared the other birds to come near.

Translucent petals shone against the sky.

The bees were in heaven!

And it felt like I nearly was too!  

Isn't it great when an ordinary day turns out to be extraordinary? I think, as the  opening words say, it can be as simple as being open to the possibility.

Would love to hear what you think makes a day special.