-My Sprocket on a little bridge. I love looking down to see the small trickle of water over the sandbank. But seem to have forgotten a photo of it.
- Wild greenery.
- Green velvet moss. Can you imagine a dress out of this stuff? Although it might be a little damp...
- Weird white fungi stuff. Any takers on a name?
- Orange/yellow saucer fungi - again, any takers on a name? I am sadly lame at knowing fungi names.
-Wombat Poo. Or kangaroo. Or wallaby. Or echidna. Anyone any good at identification? We spend a lot of time looking for, and then studying, animal poo and trails and scratchings - in the absence of actual animal spottings. I have discovered a gaping hole in my education when it comes to identification of animals through their droppings.
- Poppet and Sprocket on the bridge. Note Poppet's cautious eyes and her carefully clutched treasure!
We try to get to the sea or the forest at least once every week. I find it greatly improves tempers (alright, my temper!) There's something about being in a place where the air is thick and rich, moist and eucalypt laden, where you can hear the birds call and the breeze, where there are always entrancingly strange things to look for and animal tracks to wonder at. This is my favourite 'close' spot. A little bridge in the Morwell National Park (where the hero of Sebastian Lives in a Hat comes from) that is surrounded by mosses and mushrooms, fungi and the sound of flowing water.
Joining with the lovely Em of The Beetle Shack for weekly stills.