Saturday, 3 September 2016

... his first day at work ...



By Simone McPherson
As I am jotting down this post the Wattles are now in full bloom with their beautiful bright yellow bobble blossoms dancing …


  in the depths of that beautiful Cerulean blue of the endless skies that we get in our autumn months still, 


 ... we have had some rather blustery days too.  


 As I walked through the groves I could hear the hum of bees busy at work collecting as much pollen as they could before the blooms finish, with that lovely yellow pollen plastered onto their little legs.  I love to see that yellow of the Wattles framed by the Taupe colours of the winter landscape it always seems to make me smile both outwardly and inwardly …

The Hovea’s, although a lot harder to find for they seem to be ...


 ... camouflaged into the landscape are in flower too, with a hint of a purple hue 

… at a closer look, however you will find a lovely little flower whose family …


… you can almost recognise strait away, as that of the Fabaceae family … the Pea family of plants, and this little one is Hovea – graniticola – and a  ‘Native’ plant predominantly growing in this particular region …


 I am even, starting to find the tiny winy little Early Nancy’s – Wurmbea biglandulose - that are beginning to pop their little heads up through the forest floors. This tiny group of flowering plants who are no bigger than your thumbnail and no taller than 3-4cms are from the Family - Monocots … meaning that they have a single leaf as they begin to sprout unlike for an example a pea or a sunflower.   If you were to sprout a pea or a sunflower you would get two leaves coming up from the seed … this little group belongs to those of the grass family with one leaf steam coming through …


 We are still gloating …


 Even revelling to the point of being ...



… totally delighted with all that rain that fell over those two days last week … 


 … and the creeks are still whispering to us as the water now meanders down the creeks, unlike the great gushing that we witnessed earlier on in the past week …


 Though it has given a new lease of life to the Natural world …


 … all the animals too are now full of beans … when we went out to feed the Bulls …


… first having to move the feeders as the ground was too boggy …



 … as Maxi and Lily pup kept an eye out as those Bulls can be very dangerous for they are very large strong animals that fight all the time; as they come up for their Breaky … 


 … so much so that Maxi and Lily pup have to teach them some manners in the ‘Art’ of waiting which is not high in their priorities of mannerisms


…. As they all jostle for the best position in the feeder …


 The ‘first year calvers’ too are looking fabulous and happy with their life and routine now …


 I have even come across the Fallow deer ...


... who we share our property with unperturbed as we come across them in the Bush having a mid-day nap …


… as well as some Pretty face – wallabies who have been busy grazing on all those new grass shoots …


 As the ground is now so wonderfully soft it has been a good time to get some digging done for posts and gateways …


… on one morning of digging holes, Luigi appeared out of the Bush to say ‘Hello’ with Blondie close behind …



… he is looking very well though a little woolly as he is still wearing his winter coat, he did ask us when he will be going to work with Rocky and we reminded him that it will be in the coming New Year, Luigi said he was looking forward to his first day at work and so are we, especially El Ranchero as he has great aspirations for Luigi as a working horse in this hard country of rocks, rivens and gullies …

Saturday, 27 August 2016

... a freshness a newness ...



By Simone McPherson

A couple of days ago we had rain and not just any old rain this was the rain sent directly from Heaven in was slow and constant and did not stop for two days.  We got so much rain that the horses where soaked right through …


… and even our old Girl Gabby was pleased to see all that rain as she trotted in behind the others for her morning Breaky.


When a little break appeared in the constant down pour we went out to investigate the country to see how much rain we actually really did get and as we stepped outside all we could hear was the roaring of the gullies and the creeks “… I think we had a good drop …” was El Ranchero’s first comments as we both stood there with big grins on our faces …


Firstly, the cattle troughs were a good place to stop for an idea of what sort of rain we had had overnight ...


Then it was down to one of the paddocks that we knew - that we hoped - we would not become bogged in, to explore one of the many creek crossings and as we neared the crossing we knew that we would not be able to cross that creek at all, my goodness it had risen from about 30cm  ...


... which was usually it’s flow to well over a metre and it was gushing like the rapids that you would ‘white water raft’ in …


We then decided to walk up the creek to investigate the thunderous, roaring sounds that we could hear of water and ‘thunderous’ it most certainly was.


The words escaped me as I stood, as we both stood there speechless to the deafening vision before us …


It was just magnificent in a country that can be so dry one moment then to see the rush of the cappuccino coloured swirling mass of water as it raced past us, we all stood there in wonderment of the magnificence before us. 


Then the rain started again and as we ventured back to the old Ute, still in awe of the strength and power of all that water speeding down the waterways I came across the dainty Red Leaf Wattle – Acacia rubida  – that was beginning to flower with rain droplets upon its little pompom blossoms … then it was homeward bound as we could become bogged. 

On the second day we went out again to other parts of the property to explore more of the wonderment that the rain had left behind …


… and after overturning a trough the day before we arrived back to find it filled yet again.


 We came across Dams that were filled to capacity infact they were overflowing …


… even the Dam at the bottom of the house was filled and overflowing which we had not seen for a number of years …


 … we found other sections of creek that were just flowing fast oxygenating the cappuccino coloured water as it rushed over rocks and boulders …

… even Maxi and Lily pup decided that they would have a little dip with some coaxing from El Ranchero …


I came across some more Knife-edge Wattles – Acacia cultriformis – that had too, been weighed down with the down pour with little droplets still clinging to its little bobble yellow blossoms …


 ... as well as some more of the lovely little dainty Red leaf Wattle - Acacia rubida ... 


 … there was the Sticky Hop bushes – Dodonaea viscosa- too that were all starting to flower as well with their lovely burgundy all the way to orange pods …

 … we found another swollen creek that we could not cross and …


… so we just stood there and watched mesmerised by the swirling and the gargling of the water as it passed us by … 


 … and now the countryside has taken on different hues …


… as it silently gave a sigh of relief for all that wonderful water that not only quenched the ground it also washed clean all the leaves and bark of the trees and bushes …


… even my little gardens are now bursting with new growth from all that natural Nitrogen fixing rain …


Before that day came to a close we checked the feeders to make sure that all was dry and in operation for the cattle …


And as the cattle wandered up to investigate what it was that we were up too …


 … they too, seemed to have taken on the appearance of renascence, of a freshness a newness to the way they looked out to the invigorated landscape before them, as we all did …