One of Australia’s quintessential authors was Henry Lawson. He wrote until the 1920s and in that time, from the turn of the century until his death, he painted a verbal picture of Australia. Not the picture of the wealthy cities of Gold, like Ballarat, or the bustling cities of wealth like Melbourne and Sydney. Lawson wrote about ‘the bush’, that part of Australia where men … Continue reading Past Carin’
Australia is a harsh land. 70% is classified as desert or semi-desert whatever that means. In the south where the rain falls the grass grows well but then dries out in the summer and feeds bush fires. It is a harsh land. Drought is common, extensive and unforgiving. But drought always breaks – in the end. I wrote the following many years ago and I … Continue reading Drought and flooding rain
We waved farewell to our hosts from the front of their house. This is not a typical Condoblin front garden. This is the garden of a fanatical proponent of the family of Saltbushes which are members of a worldwide family of plants (Chenopodiaceae – chenopods) that are common in deserts and salty environments. At the bottom of this post I have added a few references for … Continue reading The Road Trip – #6 Condoblin to Narromine
Corowa is left behind and the paddocks of hay bales and the river. Next destination is 80 km up the road to Urana so the official fifty km photo shoot is a bit before that. It didn’t make much difference because the surrounding landscape had become flat and featureless. We have travelled 400 km from Melbourne and the green rolling hills and the 5,000,000 people … Continue reading The road trip. A bit of an epiphany.
Drought in Australia is a common event – as it is in the rest of the world. In parts. But there is something about the Australian spirit that deals with it in a singular way. A poem. In the morning we awoke And looked, as we had done Those three long years, With little hope And even littler faith, Into the West To see … Continue reading The breaking of the drought