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burned and bruised

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Bushfires ravage the periphery of Sydney and around the state. The weather has been hot, windy and dry. Bad. It’s only October. And it’s getting worse. There’s a cooler southerly change expected that only means the wind will change direction. There are already more than 90 fires burning and 100 homes lost in less than 24 hours. It’s hell on earth for the residents and firefighters.

The G.O. and I are in no danger. But, this is what the we saw from the inner city and south western Sydney late this afternoon. The city may not be burned, but its skies are bruised.

http://www.news.com.au/national-news/nsw-act/hundreds-left-homeless-as-the-gravest-bushfire-emergency-in-a-decade-strikes-nsw/story-fnii5s3x-1226741636446

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And in between we garden…

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The G.O. and I are absentee gardeners, and spend a few hours each time we go up to our house on the Mid North Coast of NSW keeping the garden presentable, and for me in particular enjoying the time spent in the sun pruning and weeding. During the recent long weekend we spent there, as well as the foodie country offerings of elladee_words there were modest garden offerings which thrilled us.

We occupied several hours of the weekend on maintenance jobs and gardening what at the moment is a very parched yard as the usually verdant area heads into summer having had not much winter rain. Our garden is dry but there were a couple of gems. The yellow iris rewarded the G.O.’s sprinklings of water by offering up all its blooms the morning we left. Our yellow climbing rose flowered for the first time, pale but triumphant. Our elegant champagne standard rose decided glamorous crimson climber suited it better

“We come from the earth.
We return to the earth.
And in between we garden.”

Here there be spiders… somewhere

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Arachnophobes will be happy to know the spiders weren’t evident, only their webs.

We spent the Queen’s Birthday June long weekend at Taylors Arm, industrious by day, tidying, gardening and maintaining our home. We spent the evenings by the wood fire.

The morning sun was warm and illuminated the creations of the industrious nocturnal crafters in their Gardenia tree home adjacent to our front verandah.

sweet retreat

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Spider Alert! Arachnophobes before you look too closely at the photos, the mosaic below includes a pic of our kitchen spider… it’s lovely – doesn’t jump, bite or wander about at night – just keeps to itself in the corner. For the brave there are also pics of a wallaby and joey, birds and flowers…

As we do, the G.O. and I escaped Sydney, early this year on a full moon lit Wednesday night and headed to our house in the rural village of Taylors Arm for an Easter break. We knew from experience there’d be cleaning and gardening courtesy of the earlier few months of hot rainy summer. After we attended to business we relaxed and enjoyed a few days of fine Autumn weather.

On Easter Sunday rather than going to church, I listened to the singing from the congregation waft down the hill as I pottered in the garden and wandered around with a camera. The G.O. went off on his motor bike into town and had a cup of tea with his mum while she had a good yarn. Later I relaxed in my usual manner on the verandah futon reading Vohktah by A.C. Flory of Meeka’s Mind on my phone, and hoped to read Dianne Gray’s The Everything Theory but there’s never enough time so I now have a date with it and the futon on our ANZAC long weekend.

Even though the laptop stayed in the city because I couldn’t be bothered dealing with dodgy internet coverage – the aerial connected to new phones finally gives us mobile coverage and 3G data – the WordPress blogging community so much inspires me to know one day I will be able to embrace the “retreat” lifestyle permanently, and invisibly accompanies me… in my: kitchen; garden; weather; insects; wildlife; nature; ideas, food; thoughts; wordsgoals and walks .

Easter is my favourite time of year… and as well as 5 tiny Lindt bunnies for the chocolate loving G.O., ok, 4 tiny bunnies if you count the one I ate, there was an abundance of non-chocolate Easter treats.

*Wildlife photo credits: the G.O.