1,000 miles from home, near Porepunkah, Victoria, we enjoyed
a quiet holiday with daily walks. This was one of the long ones.
Down a disused, leaf-hidden path in an Elm thicket we went . . .
remembered fairy tale and, as things happen in fairy tales and
dreams, from this cool moist thicket,
earth to plod upon . . . and a late and rather moth-eaten
Once again, Stewart M has risen to the challenge and identified
this little pretty as a Meadow Angel, a very apt name too.
had ripped up trees along the bank and built up a whole gravel
pit of broken stones on the inside curve while tearing down
everything on the other bank.
The smooth flow of the river, was here a raging torrent.
twitter of small birds and even managed to see some in the
gloom. Here a Grey Fantail sat momentarily still
Stewart M's identification, a Yellow Admiral.
Thanks again Stewart for coming to my rescue!
in the old forest.
is dwarfed by the forest.
bit of lost history as I came upon these old posts, and there
were many more, driven into the river-bed. It looked like a
long forgotten mooring and landing place for river traffic.
starting point, getting tired and just a teensy bit crabby and
were cheered by this live bird-bridge across our path.
growing on an old stump
taking me back again to fairyland.
They all enlarge it you have the time and patience. Sorry this was
such a long post, you have no idea how many pictures I DIDN'T
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