Unapologetic insolence from an aging subversive

Unapologetic insolence from an aging subversive

Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Water Everywhere














I've been privileged to travel west during the best season for decades.

This is particularly evident in the country around Quilpie and Thargomindah. Water is everywhere. It brings out birdlife, snakes, and every creature that has been lying doggo for the last ten years or more.



This is rich country when the season is good, and it's easy to see how many early settlements were made which didn't in the long run, stand the test of time. Settlers looked at the country in a good year, and assumed it always looked like this.

Used as they were to reliable seasons in the old country, they simply couldn't get their heads around the notion that good rains came every ten years or so, rather than annually.

Right now, it's a treat and a rare privilege to see it.



The grins are nearly as wide as the waterlogged country.

No comments:

Blog Archive