Showing posts with label shearer's quarters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shearer's quarters. Show all posts

Monday, October 31, 2011

OUR WORLD - Rain in Desert Country


Rain clouds banking over Wirrealpa Station in the North of
South Australia, a place I dearly love.


After the deluge, the sun comes out and the deep red of the soil
quickly turns back to a light pinky sand, yet suddenly the grey
green of plants stands out more.


Within days, there are flowers, however small in the gullies.


Most desert flowers are small, even tiny, yet always a wonder
to see.


These little darling morning glories are less than half an
inch across,


as are these against the still wet sand.


Somewhere I have the name of this very prickly plant, one of
the few with a flower almost 3" across.


Suddenly you see a patch of bright red and stand in awe at the
wonder of Sturt's Desert Pea.


The first one gives you the kind of thrill a first flurry of snow
sends through your being, then suddenly, you are surrounded
by them


and the wonder leaves you speechless . . .



OUR WORLD is full of wonders, add your own and visit others
from all over Our beautiful World.

Monday, November 15, 2010

MY WORLD ~ Wirrealpa Station


We finally arrived at our destination after two days of steady
driving, Wirrealpa Station in the Flinders Ranges of South
Australia, a sheep and cattle run catering also to the intrepid
traveller seeking peace, quiet and skies that go forever in the
rugged Australian Outback.


Our quarters above, consisted of a kitchen and huge dining room
in the forefront and bedrooms in the shearer's quarters behind
our red farm ute. The other building in between we made use of
as a studio.


Above, a view towards the creek with the amazing array of green
tones by courtesy of the recent rains.

Below, one of the many honeyeaters I photographed but could
not identify.


The cooking facilities were modern electric or this delightful
original cast iron stove which, as is obvious, we much preferred.
Not only did it provide comforting warmth but it was big enough
to house a number of large dye pots as well as the ubiquitous kettle
and our delectable meals catered for by my utterly wonderful
daughter India.


The evening light accentuated the colours of the native hopbush
to perfection.


A little entertaining at the end of the day as our hosts joined
us for drinks and we all lived it up a little.


Another view of our accommodation with the the blue hills
in the distance


and a few swishes of the paintbrush on the verandah.



There are a lot more pictures where these came from, who knows,
maybe another day . . .

This is the world that sings to my soul and thanks to the MY WORLD
Team, I could show it to you.

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