The Mountain

My verandah is a great spot for watching the sunset light up the escarpment or the sunrise blush the sky over the ridge. But only twice have I been lucky enough to be out there when the moon rose early enough for me to catch it creeping up past the ridgeline. Once it popped into […]

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As at my old Mountain, the sky here is as important for my visual delectation as the land. And I am as fanciful about what it offers. Like this sunrise, where the billowing white foreground cloud looked so like bushfire smoke, unlikely as that was, that I had to go out and sniff the air […]

One of the reasons I just have to live near mountains is that they never look the same. Sunlit or moonglowed, gaily golden, broodingly black or morning misted, their interaction with the sky and the light makes for a perpetually changing visual feast. As at my old Mountain home, I can never decide which I […]

I am probably irrevocably hooked on mountains and their moods. The facing mountains are closer here than they were on my previous Mountain, but are similarly on my north-east, so also flaunt their moods most of a morning. Their moods are partnered with the clouds descending from above and the mists drifting up from the […]

As you see, I have moved from what was my mountain and its range to a new set of mountains. This is what I woke up to the very first morning. So I (and you) can look forward to many good sunrises. I am tucked into the side of the hill in this mountain-ringed narrow […]

On my last day here on this mountain, nature is turning it all on for me. A little glimpse of the things that symbolise what I love most here. Wallabies and their joeys were all around, the camellias and bulbs were still in flower, and the bush beyond was glistening with sunshine and dew. The […]

As I pack and move out 36 years’ worth of my magpie collection, the cabin is far emptier than ever since it was built. I am appreciating the texture of the more revealed expanse of mud walls, freshly emphasised with the repainting (with natural paints of course). I am admiring each treasure before I pack […]

On the first day of July I woke to our coldest morning yet this year — 4ºC — and light patches of frost. Frost always surprises me as to where it is found and where not, but its decorative and novelty values are always appreciated here. My favourite rock with its gloriously complex lichen adornments […]

On the way up to my Mountain, I drive around a man-made lake. It’s actually Glennies Creek Dam, but the recreational part is called Lake St Clair. The highest knob towards the left is Mount Royal, sort of where I am heading for home. If you ignore the bits where the dead trees still stand […]

It is chilly of a morning, tempting to stay cosy under the comforting weight of the blankets — and yes, I still use woollen blankets, not doonas. Well, those blankets just haven’t worn out, some even after 45 years, as my wedding present Onkaparinga apple green one is. My frugality dictates that until they do, […]

Autumn, my favourite season, when crisp sunny days contrast with fire-warmed nights.  Taking a photo of the glory vine’s red leaves, it struck me that my roof embodies the contrasts inherent in my life here. Here I sit in the midst of constantly surprising, stunning natural beauty, and yet just look at my roof, bristling […]

It’s been a while since I’ve seen a really vivid sunrise here — and that’s not because I’ve been lazing in bed! As winter draws on, I might well do that, but the days are just perfect at present. So this torrid beauty was an especially welcome gift — just to remind me. The colours […]

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