Yesterday, I almost tripped over a duck. Walking along a dark pathway I didn't see the small brood on the side of the road until it was almost too late. Imagine, I walk, and there is a duck.
They aren't the only animals in this amazing place, everywhere birds of all colors call and whirl in the air. Brilliant rainbows, shining whites, crested, yellow, white, black and proud. On my back porch one evening an owl landed gracefully on the awning, staring at me with eyes of wisdom and truth and after sharing time and space flew off again as I rose to leave. What a wonderland of creatures.
The truth is, I'm happy to be home. The secret is out. I've landed on Australian soil breathing the fertile green land, the bird-filled blue skies as wide and generous as I remembered.
Welcome to Australia..
A land of thick accents, terrible television advertising and regulated, regimented rules. A place of long history, and ancient traditions, overlayed with desperate commercialism, addictive purchasing and little political truth..
... but home at the very least!
someday, please visit me in a little town here in Las Yslas Filipinas.
ReplyDeleteWarm hugs from all the denizens of Magick River and hearty greetings to your mum. Trust you're keeping each other in a good space!
ReplyDeletemmm, word hugs and warmth from two of the loveliest! of course, of course..I will come to see you both, one day when that rainbow lands at my feet..i'll step over and pop in..for tea
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