What’s happening in our neck of the woods and in other necks not so woody

 

31 July VIRUS 2020

I end this journal waiting for the results of our COVID-19 test.

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29 July VIRUS 2020

Curlews are the antithesis of kitsch and have a lot more going for them in terms of repaying attention . . .

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25 July VIRUS 2020

An unforeseen happening: a ball that bounces back . . .

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24 July 2020

Listen. This whole continent is filled with the power of the Dreaming . . .

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22 July VIRUS 2020

Once a population is uprooted, so too are their languages and histories rendered irrelevant  . .

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21 July VIRUS 2020

I wander through the emptied city, landmarks changing so rapidly.

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16 July VIRUS 2020

The fluffy chick claws its way to the surface, the adult male immediately kicks leaf litter at his offspring and sends the toddle Brush Turkey packing.

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15 July VIRUS 2020

A Sea Eagle is in possession of a small fish, almost colliding with a Brahminy Kite carrying a mouthful of nesting material.

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14 July VIRUS 2020

I saw one of my favourite paintings again hanging on the kitchen wall. James Dixon’s ‘Tory Island’.

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12 July VIRUS 2020

There is a welcome concert. Outside, an elderly man sells balloons . . .

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