Saturday, May 14, 2011

ragbag.






Ragbag not ratbag.  ( there is a mouse plague atm)

So.. ..  its about 6 months since I returned from India where I spent a little time travelling around.. I want to say that while I have no plans to return, I am very glad that I went.   It’s a difficult place to interpret but I certainly got my money's worth despite my bad manners and complaints.  My advice for anyone like me is to learn from its ancient literature and if you have the need to become involved to help a developing country you may  think of India or Nepal.  Once the ganga ran clean. maybe it will one day again .. maybe.

So I have been out camping on the mighty murray river mostly the past few months..  and I feel compelled to speak a few words on behalf of it.   It is the river that drains the oldest continent and so the oldest river.  Mighty river indeed.. it has been in flood recently (like a 100 year flood).. the waters have just receeded downstream and out to the great southern ocean already to bless the planet.  I rave about it as it my birth place and no-one is happier that one living at peace in her native land.
Just a couple of notes.. I am staying in a forest in the Riverina central nsw.  Last night I heard emu running around  (thats awesome in fact)      ..emu prints in the mud this morning.. emu.*. they need space to live.. and bring up chicks.  Otherwise they will be gone forever.  Same goes for koalas.. wallaby etc.different breeds..   loss of habitat is the problem.. but not just the physical forest.. it’s the peace of the forest they need.. the birds especially  .. they will die if they cannot sing their calls in the peace of the forest..   two things disturb the song.. the boom of the pig guns.. and the dirt bikes on the weekend.. robs the forest of peace and robs the wildlife of its peace habitat.



murray flow.

The mighty murray meanders much.
The oldest river.. the sacred river.
The flood that came through,
well,  no-one living can recall a higher level
…. some of the dead perhaps
it left the floodplain clean .
the billabongs -- full of trapped fish
jumping pitifully at night.  into the cold air..
who strayed too far from the flow.





*absolutely nothing to do with european monetary unit..