clouds

The last full moon of 2016 first signalled its rising by an eerie backlighting of the many dark clouds that night. Then its round face appeared over the ridge, a glow through thin cloud. Very soon dark riders and winged demons raced across to begin to quell the growing light. Woven ropes of clouds were […]

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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 […]

Stormy subtropical weather does not suit me. I am pining for drier, higher climes… However, this climate does have its special effects that only happen here. Like this week.  A brief storm and shower, then the mountain lowered its clouds into the valley. But the day wasn’t over and the sun exerted its supremacy. As […]

Now I am living on the mid-north coast hinterland, virtually in the subtropics, I am becoming used to high humidity and rapid changes in cloud behaviour and weather results. Thunder and lightning and stupendous short cloudbursts of rain… The ephemeral always fascinates me and there’s nothing so fleeting as clouds. As in my previous home, […]

The large man-made Lake St Clair can create fabulous effects at times. Sadly, many trees were drowned in its making, but their standing skeletons can be beautiful… and eerie. If I pass it early enough on a winter morning the sun hasn’t lightened the night’s cloud creations enough for them to totally dissipate and head […]

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 […]

Being up and about early has so often gifted me unexpected and ephemeral sights here that I feel I’ve missed something – or might have – when I sleep in. At about 900 metres elevation, we do catch clouds often. They may be slow to lift, waiting for the new sun to warm them and […]

A couple of years before I was born, Irving Berlin wrote a song (used in the musical Annie Get Your Gun) whose words have stayed with me. Or at least the chorus has: I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night and scraps of verses along the lines of  Got no diamond […]

I’m not a ‘good flyer’, but once the panic at takeoff subsides, I am always agog at the fantastic cloud landscapes we pass, like these escarpments and plains and scudding ‘sheep’. I’m glad to be home but the Tassie tour was well worthwhile. My ‘Rich Land, Wasteland’ talks to audiences in Cygnet, Hobart, Burnie and […]

In any given day here I can be offered small moments of splendour or surprise. One day last week I had three. It began with a shining morning, where the low early sun set the leaves on trees and shrubs and even the bracken ferns to sparkle and dazzle. A solitary wallaby sat amongst the […]

Much of this winter has been spent at the computer, writing more book talks. It’s cosy inside my cabin, with the slow combustion wood heater going all the time but fully banked down, as once the mud brick walls have heated up, they hold the warmth. No heat transfer at all. But I am also […]

There is always something grand about the skyscapes of Victoria’s wide open spaces.  I can remember being struck by them on my first trip to the state, back in 1978. This dramatic beauty (above) was offered to me early on a very windy morning, on higher ground about 5km from Bacchus Marsh. And yet, back […]

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