OUR WORLD - Back to Wirrealpa Staion

In dreams I go back to this place I love in our arid lands,

Wirrealpa Station on the eastern edge of the 

North Flinders Ranges.

My husband and I stayed in this little house on the hill

the last time we were there.

Meat safe on the left and shearer's quarter to the right

the larger house, far right, the sleeping quarters and the smaller

one with the chimney stack, kitchen and eating hall

The meat safe, where carcasses were hung before refrigeration,

surrounded by fly wire

now an extra studio space

this was in springtime when I went there with my daughter 

and some of her artist friends, when the desert was in full flower

a bush pear had even set fruit, unfortunately not 

ripe enough for us to taste

general view to the east, flat and dry

my favourite view to the Flinders Ranges from the verandah of the 

shearer's quarters

botanical alchemy happening on the old shearer's stove

you can see in my header

and a little later, our dinner squeezed in-between 

the dye pots and kettles

and lastly the star of this October visit,

a profusion of Sturt's Desert Pea.

Can you wonder that I love this place?