I ended my wildflower adventure by waiting for the sun to set behind the Mulga. Tomorrow marks our return journey. We will largely be retracing our steps but I‘ve got a few more interesting things to show you yet!
We crossed the border into Victoria cruising down a lovely timbered road before breaking into the rich dairy country of Gippsland. It is wonderful to see the land green after more than 10 years of very dry weather. But most of the state of Victoria is still drought declared.
Musing:
The Pasture by Robert Frost
"I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too."
Musing:
The Pasture by Robert Frost
"I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too."
i sometimes feel that the bare branches are more striking than when full of leaves..lovely sunset sky
ReplyDeleteI love that word, 'mulga'.
ReplyDeleteI should hope you have more to show us on the return journey. You 'promised' us until the end of November.
Julie, I sped it up a little but there are still a couple of weeks left.
ReplyDeleteI like the orange stripe of cloud. You sure had a great trip and took some fab shots. Looking forward to more.
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