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Do You Have a Reservation?

via Daily Prompt: Reservation

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This grumpy horse didn’t have a reservation for lunch, but he tried to stop us going in and tried to bite Geoff (because I pushed the horse out of the way, instant karma), and he seemed to want to come in. The owner, the barmaid went out to sweet talk him (not Geoff, the horse), and by the time we’d finished and headed back out he’d moved down a bit. Apparently he hadn’t been fed and had come looking for a feed. No wonder he was grumpy.

On Boxing Day we all went to a well known winery to see if we could get lunch, we didn’t have a reservation, we thought we’d wing it (many other places were closed, so the pressure was on). We arrived and, predictably,  the place was packed, and I wasn’t too confident there was a spare table. But the waiter said there was one table for our size group, the last one (Phew!), and it took my breath away, because the place was busy and there were people still arriving behind us at the door. It was a fabulous lunch and time together.

And for me that’s more what life is really like, you can’t always reserve everything, you can’t be certain of everything, or have everything controlled and managed. The point of life for me is in just showing up and seeing what happens, and often there’s a surprise. I have no reservations, but I do have an intention of showing up, and I suppose there will be a few challenges, a few grumpy horses to push aside.

Paul,

pvcann.com

 

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Finally

via Daily Prompt: Finally

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The trail for the day was 20kms. The day was warm for walking, but not too hot. However it was a long morning getting to this spot for our late break. It seemed like it was never going to happen. But we finally made it and collapsed happily on our log chair that nature had readily provided. A bit like getting through a year really. And today was unusual in that it was the most relaxing day we’ve had for weeks, a real break in a long run, and it has been a long trail without many log chairs to sit on. And now there’s the next section, there’s more ahead to entice and look forward to, and I wonder what’s up around the next bend. Hope that’s true for you too.

Finally it is 2018, Happy New Year fellow bloggers.

Paul,

pvcann.com

 

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Miracle of life

via Daily Prompt: Miraculous

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Our precious friends the trees are nature’s great miracle. They give us oxygen in a carbon exchange, they water pump and transpire, they keep salts at bay, hold soils in place, give shelter to all life, are a habitat for many living things from spores and parasites, to insects, birds, mammals, and more, trees together also provide cool air, and they provide a rich resource for each generation when cared for. Really they are a gift that keeps on giving, miraculous, and without them we are doomed.

Although not perfect, some Oak and other species forests of Europe, Britain, and Russia have been intentionally managed over several centuries, whereas in Asia, the Americas, and Africa, deforrestation has been merciless. The ancient celts venerated trees as special participants in community, where ther ewere trees there was life, and the gods were said to appear in the groves which were ‘Thin places’ (places where the spirit world comes close to us). The first nation peoples have long advocated for the preservation of forests, their ancient wisdom knowing about erosion, salinity, polution, and imbalance when trees were disregarded.

Neil Young’s song ‘Comes a time’ and the line, “it’s a wonder tall trees ain’t layin’ down.” It was a rhetorical question.

But more pointedly, ‘Silent Spring’ (Silent Spring  ) by Rachel Carson sets us in our place environmentally. In regard to the preservation of life, the value of ecology and relationaship with nature, Carson made it clear we were heading in a disastrous direction, we were poisoning nature and thereby killing ourselves. The miracle of life that is a tree needs us to play our part in safeguaring the miraculous contribution they make, or they will be laying down.

The photo is one I took a few years ago of one of our Karri forests called Boranup, which means place of the Dingo (which have not been here for well over a century). Karri trees are our tallest trees (shorter than a Redwood), and these are a regrowth forest, on land reclaimed from strip logging and farming. it is a beautiful place to just be.

Paul,

pvcann.com

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The Great Sparse Land

via Daily Prompt: Meager

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North-east of Leonora, and skirting the western edge of the Great Victoria Desert, one gets a clear visual of this great sparse land. Some people think of deserts as just sand dunes, which means they have watched too many old movies. Deserts may be sparse in places, and survive on meager annual rainfall, but they are not just a vast expanse of sand dunes. We’re a rugged country, and our deserts are indeed sparse in places, but they are also alive with life, rugged flora and fauna. One good downpour before spring and the whole place erupts in colour and life. Tadpoles appear in isolated rock pools, flocks of birds appear, Kangaroos breed up, plants seed new plants, insects multiply. For some this is too rugged, too isolated, but for me it is a place of renewal, and the rugged nature of the bush is a helpful challenge to my anthropocentric ways, a blunt confrontation with ego. It is also deeply spiritual, this is a liminal and numinous place.

Paul,

pvcann.com

 

 

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Ormiston Gorge

via Daily Prompt: Gorge

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A popular tourist stop along the West MacDonnell Ranges is Ormiston Gorge, probably because it is the most accessible water hole to visit along the route. It was also the largest body of water out of all the gorges we visited, the bird-life was vast, and there were fish as well. Ormiston is picturesque and very attractive, and is an oasis in a rugged landscape. I find it very restful when wilderness travelling to encounter a gorge or a creek, something about water and life, a sense of security maybe, but more than that pleasure and hope. The rich texture and the colour of the ancient rock, and the bush around, is a contrast to the sand and water. The water is restful on the eyes and ever cooling. The bird calls a sign of life and future, there is new life birthing here. And our friends the trees ever breathing for us. A beautiful experience to be treasured. A veritable feast to gorge our eyes on the gorge before us.

Paul,

pvcann.com

 

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Copper Sails

Patina

Patina is a liberated word, it used to be restricted to the effects of oxidation on metals and stone, now it covers just about everything. But my eyes were drawn to the copper sails that help define the Perth Bell Tower.

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If you look closely you can see the oxidation, the patina, of the copper tiles that form the sail. A few years ago the Orthodox commuity decided to clean the patina on the copper dome of their church in North Perth. Once it was done it gleamed like a lighthouse beacon whenever light hit it, it was stunning. But I think the patina on the Bell Tower is somehow more fitting, it sets those ancient bells from England in a mature, historical ambience. Besides I like patina and rust, which is perhaps a reflection on my parallel process of aging, there’s quite a bit of the patina of life that’s clung to me, and I’m conscious of the rust, the things that are not what they were, not gone, but different, maturing and wonderful in their own way.

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Knit

via Daily Prompt: Knit

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Moss and wood a marriage of sorts,  knit together in a lasting, mutual, relationship. The wood is dead, yet it gives life, while the moss is life and forms a wonderful eco network. It had just rained and petrichor was working my nostrils yet again, and the peaty smells were heavy in the air. Not only that, they give pleasure to the eye, and the touch of a hand. Eros and Psyche are perhaps lingering up ahead …

Paul,

pvcann.com

 

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