Every time the Canangra Odoratums (ylang ylang) form their fleshy seed pods, fruit eating birds from the valley and forest congregate to feast on these delicious morsels. Flocks of figbirds compete with the wonderful Wompoo Pidgeon, who cannot resist seeing these bothersome hordes off the branches. There is so much fruit you wonder why he has to be so vigilant.
Rain is pouring down and tracks and gullies are running and tumbling with fresh clear water, down to fill the stoney creek. The power is off and it is dark. Somewhere I can hear a vehicle is bogged and men are shouting and revving engines trying to pull it out. Almost feels like a cyclone is coming.
Will soon get the fire going and bring life into the house.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
June Noon
On a perfect Noon
I lie on the bamboo couch.
Eyes closed and excited by colours.
Wondering what paint could catch that translucense.
Thinking of Rothko painting his trancendental blurey visions
Thinking of pale tropical seas.
crossing to India in flaming pinks and reds
In the Central Desert of sunset screaming hills.
Into Mexican caverns of green opaque pools.
All colour is a miracle spilling liquid in the Earth's aura.
In Earth's flowers and fruits.
Gleaming in skin and hair
And shadow and light
Tempting me to try and find it.
Colour oh colour!
I lie on the bamboo couch.
Eyes closed and excited by colours.
Wondering what paint could catch that translucense.
Thinking of Rothko painting his trancendental blurey visions
Thinking of pale tropical seas.
crossing to India in flaming pinks and reds
In the Central Desert of sunset screaming hills.
Into Mexican caverns of green opaque pools.
All colour is a miracle spilling liquid in the Earth's aura.
In Earth's flowers and fruits.
Gleaming in skin and hair
And shadow and light
Tempting me to try and find it.
Colour oh colour!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
The wonderful garden in Jo'Berg
This is the time of surprises in the garden, after a season of non-stop rain. The trees and bushes are green green green and are shooting up taller and taller. The Javanese Bamboo is becoming a hill of bamboo and is enjoyed by the Kingfisher as a place of rest and reconissence. My dream of building a studio on the little plateau is being pushed to one side.
I am still savouring the pleasure of watching Monty Don travelling around his 80 worldwide gardens and particularly the stoney hilltop house and garden of Wendy Vincent and Geoffrey Armstrong, a painter and a sculptor. It was so perfectly sited on the hill with stones and old wood and water. The jewelled serpent slid along his wall and the water gurgled through the stones. Also the vege and herb garden of the township school was fantastic. I have indulged in the purchase of the d.v.d. of the series. Still garden dreaming!
I am still savouring the pleasure of watching Monty Don travelling around his 80 worldwide gardens and particularly the stoney hilltop house and garden of Wendy Vincent and Geoffrey Armstrong, a painter and a sculptor. It was so perfectly sited on the hill with stones and old wood and water. The jewelled serpent slid along his wall and the water gurgled through the stones. Also the vege and herb garden of the township school was fantastic. I have indulged in the purchase of the d.v.d. of the series. Still garden dreaming!
Winter dreaming
Looking out my window this morning, while waiting for the kettle to boil, I am enchanted to see the flaming red heads of the Poinsettia amongst the green folliage of the side garden. I was cleaning out my bookcases recently and found D.H.Lawerence's Morning in Mexico and on rereading found a lovely section on the gay red beauty. It is interesting to see how plants have travelled the world in time and space. Someone has recently found an unknown patch of jungle in Mozambique by playing with Google Earth so now we have cyberspace explorers. Meanwhile we struggle to stop clearing and exploitation of great treasures like the Amazonian Forrest.
A documentary recently on Wild Cuba revealed how this land was once located in the Pacific Ocean and has been moving to many different locations before finally arriving in the site we know it today. What wildlife treasures still live in Cuba; the bee hummingbird and 3 or 4 species of Flamingos. One's heart and mind are filled with esctasy
and these are the joys one needs to cope with the many tradgedys happening worldwide.
A documentary recently on Wild Cuba revealed how this land was once located in the Pacific Ocean and has been moving to many different locations before finally arriving in the site we know it today. What wildlife treasures still live in Cuba; the bee hummingbird and 3 or 4 species of Flamingos. One's heart and mind are filled with esctasy
and these are the joys one needs to cope with the many tradgedys happening worldwide.
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