I hate fire. It’s on the top of my Things to Avoid list, like cyclones, earthquakes and having to punch a shark to stop it from eating me.
Due to the ongoing fight to save our environment the sugar cane in Australia is rarely burned these days. Gone are the evenings you could drive around here and spot cane fires igniting the landscape (literally).
One regular occurrence however is the burning of the ‘trash blanket’ – the leftovers from cutting (dead leaves, etc).
Normally I would scream and run if I saw someone with matches trying to torch the fields, but last week this was totally under control so I got some pictures from the safety of my Writer’s Nook.
The next day I did my regular dog walk to Scary Gully. The sugar cane has been cut there as well and the dogs loved rolling around in the trash blanket.
I couldn’t find the farm dog, Tammy. I call her the farm dog because she belongs to my parents-in-law and was here before my dogs came. She is a rescue dog, but still has some very bad habits (like chasing cars). I don’t want my dogs to follow her
paw-prints example so this is one of the main reasons I have put up the fence.
I figured she must have gone back to the creek for a dip, but then I spotted her.
Can you spot Tammy? I’ve given you a not-so-subtle clue with the arrow ;)
Have a great week!
The sugar cane harvesting season has started. This makes the dog walk even more interesting. They think they’re being taken to a brand new place because some of the sugar cane is gone and the landscape has changed.
We need to get them to the creek without having to walk down the road. So they now get a ride as well!
We converted the old trailer to a travelling dog cage to keep them safe.
They love the ride as much as they love the walk
With machines like this around there is no room for puppies on the road
Now that some of the sugar cane has been cut there are new smells and things buried underground that they never knew existed before.
I watched my dog Casey get very excited about a new find on Saturday. She knew there was something hiding in the newly cut cane field, but she couldn’t find it – no matter how far she dug.
If I hadn’t called her off she may have dug all the way to China.
Her sheer determination reminded me of myself when it comes to work and writing. Once I get a sniff of an idea or a story I’m like the proverbial dog with a bone.
Something we don’t often see in the tropics is the cool temperatures. The children bought me a weather station for Mother’s Day and this gave me the opportunity to capture a rare event last week.
5.9 degrees in the tropics – unheard of!
In truth I’m absolutely loving this cool weather. In a few months I’ll be wishing for the relief!
In case you’re interested – this is what the weather station looks like outside. You never have to empty the rain gauge and the wind spinny thing can get up to about 240kph (hope I never see that!)
Have a great week!!!
I was walking the dogs around Scary Gully on Saturday when my hubby decided to take a rear shot of me. He says I’m a serious walker.
Scary Gully is to my left and curls around in front of me. I’ve never been down there because, well – it’s scary…
It’s a fifteen metre (50 foot) drop into a gully that looks like Jurassic Park. One day I’ll take it on and get some pics for you (just joking mum)…
The dogs have ventured down there – only once which tells you something because they’re pretty
Do you like my boots? They’re purple with green polka dots.
I carry refreshments in my backpack (
beer, water, biscuits).
I carry weapons in my side pack (machete, secateurs, small spade, nail file) – don’t mess with me.
Note to mum: I’m not wearing a hat because our walks take place late afternoon.
The laces may come in handy one day if I have to lasso my way out of Scary Gully.
Have a great week!
<3 <3 <3
Because our dog Casey thinks she’s half kangaroo we’ve had to build a higher fence around the RUC. It’s not that she wants to escape (I’m sure she could do that in an instant) it’s just that sometimes creatures run by and she wants to chase and play with them (bandicoots, wild cats, pigs). She just can’t help herself. This concerns me because there is a danger she may inadvertently knock over my mother or father-in-law in her excited state (and they’re not very steady on their feet).
Hence the fence:
It’s very straight (that’s probably important when it comes to fences)
We didn’t have enough wood so we inserted some of the iron that was left over after we put on the new roof.
I think it looks kind of trendy.
My daughter has also been putting up fences around her house because she has just welcomed a new
pack family member.
His name is Boris.
Here he is with my daughter, Chrissy (from Little Food Blog).
Boris is a Toy Cavoodle. He Skyped us the day he arrived at his new home with my daughter and her hubby. He wasn’t very talkative, but I’m sure he’ll be yapping at us through the screen soon.
He’ll love going on our daily dog walk (in my back pack) when he comes to visit.
I don’t have a picture of Boris’ fence because it’s not as HUGE as the one I had to build.
Welcome to the
pack family , Boris!
After my last post I was thrilled to see a ‘lion eye’ post from Rob (The Photographic Journey of Bulldog). Rob is a brilliant photographer and one of the main reasons I decided to try my hand at photography. We don’t have lions in Australia so Rob added the missing piece for me from his Kalahari trip last year. Check out his blog – you won’t be disappointed with his amazing pictures.
The snake from last weeks post was
terrifying a big hit. I didn’t include the back story in the last post but I did mention it in some of my comments. I saw the snake in my bathroom five minutes before I was set to do a Skype job interview. Like a true professional I ran around the house screaming and flailing my arms until the Skype call came through.
The good news is I got the job and the job is not snake wrangler.
The job is content writer for a company who does a lot of work for not-for-profit and Government disability websites. The icing on the cake is the fact that I don’t have to leave my Writer’s Nook to do this (a huge bonus when you live way out in the bush).
Yesterday’s dog walk was interesting because I could clearly see the waxing moon in the early afternoon.
I heard a noise above and saw a strange tree I’ve never noticed before. It’s a Redgum that has been taken over by some kind of Strangler Fig. It’s beautiful, but looks like something out of a horror movie.
Have a great week!
We were watching David Attenborough last week on the TV. This particular program was about lions. When the camera zoomed in on the lion’s eyes, hubby commented that Casey (our dog) has the same coloured eyes as a lion. At that point he started singing (hubby, not David Attenborough)
¸.•*¨*•.♪♫♫♪¸.•*¨*•.♪♫♫♪ You can’t hide your lion eyes ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸
If the kids (now adults) were there they would have groaned and said, “dad’s joke”. Now every time I look at Casey that song comes into my head.
Last year I blogged about Casey when I took a photograph and noticed my reflection in her eyes. I won’t bore you with the same pictures again, but if you’d like a memory jog they are in my Interesting Reflections post.
My main character in the novel Let Sleeping Gods Lie is obsessed with eyes. They say we insert a bit of ourselves into each of our characters, so I guess my eye obsession is revealed through this particular character. I wrote Let Sleeping Gods Lie soon after my hubby was assaulted and lost his left eye. I’m yet to write a blog post about that awful time, but the words will come one day.
Last week I tried (in vain) to get a picture of Green Ant eyes, but the bodies are far more interesting than those beady little eyes. Here’s my attempt:
I couldn’t get any closer because these little critters are savage and move fast. Their nests are made by sticking leaves together and they are highly defensive and will attack in numbers. I found myself doing the green ant dance to get them off me several times! The great thing about green ants is that they keep the birds away from the fruit.
You can also eat green ants (the abdomen). They are a good source of vitamin C, traditionally used by Aboriginal people. They have quite a refreshing citrus taste, so if you’re ever lost in the Australian bush…. (ahem – let’s hope not)
The next eye I captured was of a snake. I’m not telling you how I got this one and where it actually was in case my mother is reading. Hey mum – I’m safe! LOL
I made it smaller than my other pictures to lessen the shock value. If you want a
big shock close-up, just click on it. It’s just a friendly python :shock:
Now I know what people mean when they say you’re giving me snake eyes.
I tried to get pictures of butterfly eyes, but they wouldn’t stay still like the snake.
Then I saw these two finches who refused to make eye contact with each other.
A male and female – lover’s tiff I imagine.
I received a message from WordPress last week.
Happy Three Year Blogging Anniversary!
I’ll skip away now singing…
¸.•*¨*•.♪♫♫♪¸.•*¨*•.♪♫♫♪ Happy Anniversary Baby ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸
Have a great week!