In this place there are a number of songs that seem to pop up fro time to time, one is the Beatles’ “Tomorrow Never Knows” with that wonderful line “Turn off your mind relax and float down stream …” On so many levels that is applicable in this place, the Blackwood River, Augusta.
Time softens, flattens, slows,
the blade a pleasing splosh and slurp
as we glide the water,
Dolphins at the bow, Whiting below.
There are memories here
of life seasons.
Kairos, time within time.
My footfall feeling the earth
as we weave the trails.
Either the softness of green,
or the crackle and crunch of the dry.
Blind ends, bends that beckon,
stumps covered in moss and lichen.
The granite is unyielding.
Light plays across the leaves
and bathes the bush in a warm palette
that pleases my eyes,
in reality my mind;
though it really is my heart.
Surely, it is my heart.
Birdsong pushes through
the whispering breeze,
the leaves as triangles and tibrels,
the bough as cello.
Though I hear a kangaroo in the distance,
I cannot see it,
nor the scuttling ghekkos and skinks.
Of course the rain, petrichor abundant.
And rivulets forming little creeks
running home to big sister and brother.
I am in my place in the world.
via Photo Challenge: Favorite Place
Augusta, the place where two oceans meet near a river mouth, and where heaven touches earth.
Above; Early Morning from the deck, looking east across the Blackwood River, and the Southern Ocean beyond.
Above: The Southern Ocean, and part of our routine has been to walk this beach as part of a loop.
Above: The Blackwood River, not far from the river-mouth, and this is part of our regular walking route.
Augusta is my favourite place. Although it would be true to say, I have many fave places, but Augusta would be top of the list. It’s not where I work, and I’m not yet living there full time, but we have renovated an older more compact house to be our next step, and later, into retirement. We fell in love with Augusta 35 years ago when we spent some time here on our honeymoon. And we returned regularly over the years for family holidays, eventually being able to afford to buy a house and renovate it. We work about 1.5 hours away and so we come down for our days off and holidays etc. It is my fave place because it has bush walks, river walks biking and kayaking, ocean and beach, forest. The flora and fauna are magnificent, the views are great – restful and restorative. It is a small community and relatively. For us it is a place of happiness, and where we can be creative too.
via Daily Prompt: Conversant
One of my favourite places, the main beach at Augusta, clean, pristine, and great for everyone. There are dune protection programs, a series of specified paths, signs about protecting the Sand Pipers who breed there, and also for the possums too. The State govt recently imposed a ban on plastic shopping bags, and the community are supportive of that goal. The problems are few here, mainly the threat of bushfire, or the one or two people who flout the accepted behaviour for using the beach, river, or the forest trails.
I may not be fully conversant with all things environmental science, but I do feel conversant with nature, for me there is a sentience, a relationship with all beings. The result of that sense of relationship is more than just awe for nature, I have a respect for and desire to engage with nature. The interdependent relationships we survive with and thrive on are finely balanced and require care and attention. Any loss is more than just regrettable, it is permanently damaging, and in some cases, cataclysmic. Plastic islands in the ocean, plastic sand (grains of plastic) in the Mediterranean, marine and terrestrial creatures bound or damaged by fabrics, salinity, air pollution, and more, are a major concern.
As we continue to battle human rights and have made sweeping changes in some areas of human rights, it seems that we are not yet conversant with the rights and needs of nature across the world. Time is short, and nature needs us to be conversant with its needs now and its future. The irony is, the UN are in dialogue over space law, especially the treatment of the Mars environ by the Mars One team, yet we haven’t really ironed out a binding agreement on earth that gives nature a voice of its own. Ecuador has already stepped up (in 2014) and shown the way: “We the people assume the authority to conduct and Ethics Tribunal for the Rights of Nature. We will investigate cases of environmental destruction, which violate the rights of nature.” (Prosecutor for the Earth at the first International Rights of Nature Tribunal in Quito, Ecuador, January 2014). A sign of hope.
via Daily Prompt: Planet
Photo (mine): Blackwood River, swollen after late winter downpour. The Blackwood sustains several eco communities along its approx. 300 kms from the junction of Arthur River and Balgarup River (near Quelarup) via Boyup Brook, Bridgetown, Nannup, and down to Augusta and into the Southern Ocean. The river has been vital to the forests and natural communities for thousands of years, but chemical runoff, salinity, erosion, and pollution have affected the river over time.
I’ve just finished reading a most wonderful book: ‘Braiding Sweet Grass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants’ by Robin Wall Kimmerer. I would never have had the privilege had it not been for Carol Hand at carolahand.wordpress.com (check out her blog Voices From the Margins).
Kimmerer (a native American) draws together the wisdom in developing a relationship with nature, and she draws out how this has already been done by the indigenous peoples of America, but sadly marginalised since European settlement (repeated on every continent). The book is refreshing, moving, and challenging. It is also deeply distressing where Kimmerer tells how America’s waterways and lakes have been filled with industrial waste and all but destroyed. Kimmerer’s point – that when we despise and treat nature with utter contempt and use it greedily without thought, we kill off our best and much needed friend. As a fan of deep ecology the book resonated strongly, and from a spiritual point of view the ecology, economy and relationships also resonated strongly. An amazing reading journey.
The book is also a reminder that other indigenous peoples have also been ignored, and their wisdom scorned, yet such wisdom would contribute to protecting and rescuing the planet.
Our planet is the only one we’ve got, we need to treat it like someone we really, deeply care for. If we do we can live and breathe together.
via Daily Prompt: Bumble
I don’t really play golf, but ocassionally we get out on the public nine hole course in Augusta at the Civic Park, we bumble around and have fun, nothing serious, just a walk and a nine holes and a lot of laughter.
via Photo Challenge: Collage
This Collage is a slice of Western Australia’s natural spaces.
Clockwise from the top: A Silver Princess from the courtyard of New Norcia (near Moora); the salty water from Lake Campion near Nungarin; one of many tracks through Borannup Forrest (near Hambelin Bay); water level low at Tone Bridge (Boyup Brook); and in the center, the rugged coastline at Deepdene near Skippy Rocks (Augusta). Some fun times had in these places.
True grit 🙂 a mixture of coarse sand, shell grit, and the fine particles of limestone, granite, and volcanic rock. Taken at Quarry Bay, Augusta. Looks great, a rainbow of colours. Sounds wonderful and crunchy when you walk on it, not so good in your shoes or between toes, and rough to sit on.
via Photo Challenge: Bridge
Alexandra Bridge near Karridale and 26km from Augusta, is both a wonderful kayak launching site and on the opposite bank a camping site. It is one of the best segments of the Blackwood River for kayaking because the tide is weaker and the scenery is wonderful too, so it makes for a pleasant time.
And it was a great day.