Bluff Knoll is a fascinating place and I recently had the chance of visiting at least the base of it.  While the walk up was inviting, it was amazingly cold and the thought of six kilometres taking four hours meant that I wasn’t quite that keen.

But I will be back!

As the title says really.  Geese are so experssive.

This fine specimen was more than happy to pose for me in the yard of Ford House in Bridgetown.  Even without getting snappy!

Anyone who’s been paying attention to this site will know that I’m a pretty big fan of signs and how we use simplistic images to convey powerful messages.  This image in particular is one of those examples and just happens to be one of my favourite signs in recent times.  Simple, straight to the point.

Warren River National Park.

The Warren River is not so much to look at in early autumn, owing mostly to reduced water flows and the somewhat sluggish nature of the water.  That said, framed in lush green foliage, once can only imagine what it’d look like with a brisk winter flow.

So I decided to post a watercolour painting I recently did…

…actually, I lie, but, it had you going for a bit, right?  Still waters, Big Brook Arboretum.

If there’s one thing you can be sure of with geese it’s that they have a finely tuned nose for when there is food around or when it is feeding time.  Suffice to say, there is little that will distract them at this time (which is all of the time) unless you happen to come between them and said food, in which case you’re in for a beaking and a hiss.

This lovely lot roam the gardens at Ford House in Bridgetown.

The many grasses that bind sand dunes together take on a very warm hue, generally, in late afternoon sunlight.  Conversely, in winter, they seem almost morose pinned against a grey sky.

In every moment of our existence, we are in that field of all possibilities where we have access to an infinity of choices.

– Deepak Chopra

Little fingers, tiny toes
Baby scent, button nose

Little baby, growing tall
I will catch you when you fall
You’ll grow up, now wait and see
One day you’ll be as big as me

You are my life
You are my soul
I’ll protect you
It is my role

Little fingers, tiny toes
Baby scent, button nose

– Alyssa Brooks

Happy Birthday little man, I look forward to seeing who you become, from your first tiny steps through the path of life to the mountains you ascend.