All of us have them. Those moments when the clouds part and a ray of sunshine falls right upon us and suddenly our lives feel like a poignant and well written story. Read more
How beautiful are the stars as they cascade across the sky? The Milky Way like silver powder on black velvet, the Southern Cross wheeling its way towards the horizon constant and sure, Orion marching gallantly; the moon, dominant, chasing away the lesser celestial bodies. All beautiful in their own way. Read more
The levee’s have been breached by bitumen, Winbegos, 4x4’s, satellite phones and sat-navs. The remotest of places are now accessible in comfort. Read more
...To be here, particularly on your own, is to be audience to all the wonderful music of nature. The wind in the pines, mournful...still cold winter nights, crackling...hot summer evenings, sultry... spring in full flow, vibrant... long Autumn evenings...languid. Read more
..I would sit down one evening next to the glow of a gas lantern, with the crickets harping on in the otherwise still and quiet night, and write a letter home. A letter from remote Central Australia to my folks in the 'hard to find time to be alone' United Kingdom. Read more
Always it comes back to Wood and Water.
Sometimes it is a source of frustration- the same old thing, over and over again.
Other times it brings a sense of satisfaction. Of contemplation.
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