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instant…

Instant turf, ain’t it great. Once you had dirt, now you have lawn. Ping it’s there! Out of nowhere!

Not quite, there’s a farm amidst the wineries in Langhorne Creek, South Australia where they lovingly tend vast tracks of turf. It looked lusciously inviting, but I thought it best to keep off the grass 🙂

instant turf

roadkill…

By roads on Kangaroo Island in South Australia there’s plenty of roadkill but one stood out with it’s large gleaming barrel of white ribs picked clean. It occurred to me, I don’t recollect in all my travels in Australia ever seeing roadkill skeletons, it’s always cadavers in varying stages of furry decay and levels of squashedness.

Of course, as per usual I’m not the first to wonder why. The font of all knowledge, Google, informs me for our driving pleasure and safety local councils or road authorities regularly clear roadkill away for burial. Thank you to those people, your service is appreciated.

It also occurred to me it’s odd I’ve never pondered this before and how many other curiosities are in my conceptual blindspot? Hmm… We take so much for granted.

roadkill kangaroo

reasons for travel

“Bought a hat today. The man rubbed the money I gave him on all the other hats.”

Tonight I came across a diary I fortunately kept on a trip to Ubud a few years ago. I don’t remember this occasion or the hat at all now but thought it was funny and beautifully illustrates the point of travel!

offerings

Photo: offerings at Goa Gajah (Elephant Temple)

a tiny, doomed miracle…

Today at the Great Ocean Road’s Johanna Beach it turned out someone’s pretty beach decoration was in fact a precious circle made by caring hearts to help protect two tiny eggs laid out in the open by a little bird that’s understandably rare, considering. After I walked away we were lucky enough to see a member of Victoria’s precarious hooded plover population hot foot it back to its ‘nest’ which was anything but that, just a small indentation in the sand. Go well courageous soul.

tiny eggs

hooded plover sitting on its eggs - cropped

hooded plover sitting on its eggscircle of protection

neon…

Yes, some of the tulips really were neon bright. Nature eh.

Spot the one that isn’t a tulip 🙂

Where: Tesselaar Tulip Festival – on till 4 October 2016

gutted…

Occasionally random events offer a representation of life events sent to test us. A Sunday morning recently I woke at 5.15am to hear a neighbour say “It’s on fire!”. We marvelled in our nightclothes out in the cold as an abandoned van was engulfed outside our building. The next morning taking these photos I was struck by how a fire so quickly put out could thoroughly vaporize most of the interior. Somewhere, however, someone will make the most of the remaining metal husk and turn it into something useful again. And that’s the take home message of today’s post. Despite how blasted out and pulled to shreds we can feel by traumatic events there is a way forward, we can be renewed, and, although initially seemingly impossible, the silver linings and priceless gifts are revealed in time.


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