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MAKING WILLOWS WEEP

When I was a child I loved to play around the “magical” twisted trunk of a huge weeping willow (salix babylonica) in a gully behind the house on Adnamira.  It was a little off-putting, however, when I traipsed down the paddock one day with my adventure Barbie dolls,  to find a whole nest of baby black snakes all writhing under the roots just where I’d planned to set up camp.  Nevertheless, I still have a fondness for weeping willows, from a bit more distance. Continue reading

TAKING TO THE RIVER

The Murrumbidgee River is a significant part of our landscape here.  But it’s only in the summer that we really get to play with it.

2 young men in kayaks on riverwaterfall duo below

Charles and his cousins Will and Alex had intended to go out in our old Canadian canoe.  I was doubtful it would hold three large young men.  However,  it filled up with water for a different reason.  It turned out I’d forgotten they’d put a hole in it last summer and not fixed it.  Last time that happened I spent hours cursing, trying to find a shady, cool place to do the repair in 34 degree (Celsius) heat, covering myself in gloopy runaway resin and trying to decipher the instructions which were written for “dudes” fixing “dings” on the “rails” of their surfboards.

Luckily this time the Leonards came to our rescue with the loan of three kayaks. Continue reading

THE EARTH MOVES: PART ONE

IMG_1140Months ago, we arranged for some work to be done on the access tracks on both sides of the river.

I hoped to have them done in time for tree-planting and fencing, to save us all bumping and slithering over quite so many boulders, and allowing Andrew and Frank to round up their stock in future.     It was a tricky sequence – first the earthmoving and the new cattle ramps, then the fences, then the tree-planting Continue reading