Dawn 22 December. Dull, cloudy and warm… Eerwah is lost in the clouds. Fed the birds and chased a ‘Bush Turkey’ … the bane of my life. Scrub or Bush Turkeys are the kiss of death to a garden. Stupid people feed them in the towns and suburbs and realise to late what they’ve done; their garden is destroyed in no time. The next thing they do is trap the huge bird and bring them out here to the ‘bush’ and realise them. We end up with semi-tame Turkeys that rush up to you looking for a feed while destroying you garden. They are protected… but dogs don’t know that. What can you do.
Sunset yesterday evening; Summer Solstice. The Devil dancing along the Western horizon… if you look at it for a minute or so, you’ll see a face at the top.
I see things you cannot.
I love the simplicity of this Cat.
Summer solstice and Eerwah from the ‘Story Hill’… This snap was taken a few years ago, today there is no sign of the Sun; it’s hiding behind a heavy cloud bank. If you could see the Sun, this is what it would look like.
Dawn 21st December. This is as good as it got today… the old God’s are hiding.
I took this snap a few years ago; Christmas Day. Remember; whats long to us is short to them… the days. North and South hemisphere.
Digger Dog having a snooze … he thinks if his feet are off the seat it’s OK. You know what they say; ‘let sleeping dogs lie’…
Dawn 20th December. Low cloud, no Sun… Eerwah from the Story Hill this morning.
The Suns up but I can’t see it… in my minds eye I know where it is. As I watch and wait I’m surrounded by sound; Channel-billed- cuckoo’s call to each other, Wompoo’s and Cockatoos with the howl of a Dingo in the distance.
Blue-cheeked-honey-eater in the grevillea. Just a sprinkle of rain overnight.
Dawn 19th December. The Sun and Eerwah lost in a whiteout, low cloud and drizzle . 10mil of rain overnight and so much cooler, I even have my pully (pullover) on. We love the rain.
Point Glorious lost in the cloud… from the Story Hill this morning.
I call this a ‘Christmas Tree’… it’s a native rainforest tree that flowers at Christmas; it looks like snow.
This afternoon, top of the Story Hill after half an inch of light rain = a foot of water in the tank. Rain is life… we love it.
Dawn 18th December. I can see just a snippet of the Sun poking out of Eerwah.
2 more Sunrise’s to Summer Solstice. Black cockatoos screaming in the valleys, but I can’t see them, whip-birds calling.
Eerwah and the Sun… from the Story Hill. It’s a bit blurred, but so is my eye. I see things you cannot. It seems to me the Sun is coming to a stop, it’s definitely slowing down.
Dawn 17 December. Waiting for the Sun to appear out of Eerwah on it way to Summer Solstice.
The Sun peeping out of Eerwah… from the Story Hill
I did something to my eye taking photos yesterday… this is not a good idea, looking at the Sun through a lens. Don’t do it, open the little screen or turn it on and look at that.
Dawn 16th December. Between first light and the Sun rising out of Eerwah is about a 35 to 40 minute wait; time to clean my teeth and feed the birds.
Sometimes I think the Sun is slowing down as it gets closer to Solstice.
The Sun has risen out of Eerwah, now it looks like an erupting volcano … The ‘Old People’ must have thought the God’s were communicating with them, how could they not have. Never the same… but the same thing happens every year. The longest day of the year and the Sun changes direction from its westwards march to an eastwards one.
I see things you cannot…
Dawn 15th December. The smell of bushfire smoke and the sound of birds. I wait for the Sun to appear out of Eerwah. For thousands and thousands of years the ‘Story Tellers’ have watched what I’m watching… something magical.
Like clockwork, this has been happening in the lead-up to Summer Solstice for eons.
A window into the future… and it can only be seen from the Story Hill. I see what you cannot.
Sunset today. Sun comes up Sun goes down… the hands of the clock keep turning around. Looking to the west from the Story Hill.
Dawn 14th December.
Rents in the sky, things change in the blink of an eye.
Just a glimpse of the Sun as it moves from Eerwah to the clouds. 7 days to Summer Solstice… The Sunbeams coming out of Eerwah could only be see with the eye, to big for a camera.
I see things you cannot.
This afternoon; doing some work on me ‘trailer sailer’. I have to lift it off the trailer to do some work around the centre board… also the trailer needs some maintenance.
Steps up to the top of the Story Hill… Sun going down.
Dawn 13 December. The Sun at the top of Eerwah, as seen from the Story Hill this morning. 8 days to Summer solstice… I see things you cannot.