Friday, 20 March 2015

... the day once more ...



by Simone McPherson
My afternoon walks with the dogs have been delightful of late and it makes for a pleasant way to end the day … as I am no longer on the Horse … well at least for the time being until we come across a Horse that is easy going and does not get spooked easily …

When we start our walk, we are all full of beans as Lily pup and Maxi boy trot of in-front of me …

… sniffing here … and sniffing there … 

 …. Looking here and … Looking there ….

… then on the way back some of us, start to lag behind … “C’mon Maxi we're nearly home …. “

We have been on the look out too, for some ‘Rogue’ cows, who had it in their minds that it was best to run away instead of being moved into a new paddock with fresh feed with the other cows …

 … there is only so far we can go in the Toyota before …

… off we go by foot, the cattle really do ‘NOT’ like to see a human being on foot they become very agitated ….

… after an hour or so we have to take a break from crashing, stumbling and running through the bush chasing those cows ... we left El Ranchero quite a while ago to retrieve the old Toyota …

… and not before too long we hear the Toyota … now it's time for lunch, thank goodness.

… and as we get to the gate the cows start wandering through pondering what all the fuss was about … 

The other afternoon we drove down to one of our front paddocks to check the fence lines as we have been having a bit of an issue with other human beings cutting fences to go poaching for Fallow deer and the wild pigs …

… I could not get over the grass growth down there …. 

It has been just over a month since we closed the paddock to give it a rest, though we have been very fortunate with little showers of rain that have been passing through …

… and in that late afternoon glow …

 … it was just so … ‘dreamy’ …. It reminded me of summer afternoons as a child 

 … and the lovely soft colours looking through the gullies …

… with the Knife-leaf Wattle …. Acacia cultriformis … and its beautiful shades of sage green … just gorgeous …

I have also been having a little bit of a ‘trial’ in experimenting with the new addition to the house … being the old molasses drum to catch the water from the veranda for the garden … 


As a child we lived on the Sunshine Coast, and in those days the ‘Sugar Mills’ were still running as well as the little trams pulling miles and miles of little trolleys full of freshly cut sugar cane, we would pick pieces of cane up of the road and start chewing on them much to our mothers horror.  The little trams would go through the main streets of the Town as the Mill was right in the centre of town … though I really think the town grew around the Mill.   And every now and then when it was ‘Crushing’ season … the Mills would put an ad in the local paper for gardeners who would like a lorry load of this terrible smelling ‘sludge’ which was called ‘Mill Mud’.


Well my mother always eagerly anticipated this time of year; ‘Crushing’ season, to get a lorry load delivered free of charge mind you, to your home … as back in those days it was just a ‘bi-product’ from the Mills that they were happy to get rid of … and us kids … well we absolutely hated that terrible smelling ‘rancid molasses puke’ …. 

And now?, here I am forty or so years later filling buckets of water mixed with a nicely fermented molasses brew and that smell, which has taken me straight back to those ‘Crushing’ summer days and my mother in heaven shovelling that sludge onto the garden, and the garden responded by just “powering” ahead with all its new growth, she always had wonderful gardens … I can see my mother right now “up there” having a little ‘chuckle’ about how the tables have turned ….

I have also had time to re-cover the … 

… old kitchen stools …

… and to make a couple of cushions for the lounge … all scraps that I had hoarded for one reason or another, now those reasons are lost in time …
I can hear El Ranchero calling out, we are going back out to finish up another ….

 … yes you guessed it …

… fence …

… though this fence line is only very short …

… infact it is only 34 posts short …

… El Ranchero has built a ‘Trap’ for mustering as now he is one woman down … yes ‘Me’ …
… the cattle are very happy though to be in this part of the paddock …
… and it adjoins into the lane-way which works out even better, as they can ‘smell’ their own tracks in and out of the … ‘Trap’ …
… and before we know it … the day once more has come to an end as the late afternoon light filters through the beautiful gums … 
… the Blakely’s Red Gum – Eucalyptus blakelyi …. and …

… this magnificent Narrow leaved Box – Eucalyptus microcarpa – taken from the Greek word – ‘micros’ – small and the word – ‘carpos’- fruit … such glory in the afternoon light …..