pebble question...

pebble question
could I be
the host
of alien
trinkets #tanka https://t.co/TZHJ7m2vb2

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 14, 2020

molasses and frost...

Molasses, fans and warm water are helping farmers fight off frost to save crops. Citrus grower Mark Doecke uses a molasses mixture to coat the fruit to give trees more energy. - ABC Rural - Facebookhttps://t.co/ZcGKkEiyjp pic.twitter.com/k9EgKGnNXT

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 14, 2020

harvesting pecans...

A novel way to harvest pecans... shake...shake...shake...https://t.co/1E0WhUVaD7

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 14, 2020

a Queensland sunset...

A Queensland sunset...at St Lawrence.
Photo by Bruce Ehrlich - ABC Rural - Facebookhttps://t.co/MoBFzFIZ0n pic.twitter.com/xGkYpFfPpP

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 14, 2020

sunset over countryside...

Jenny Measday was travelling from Mount Gambier to Naracoorte in South Australia last Friday with her husband when they pulled off to the side of the road to capture this amazing sunset! https://t.co/zhqn3FXEZa pic.twitter.com/HDIr4Tvu00

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 14, 2020

emu eggs...

Emu eggs are the most amazing shade of blue...Bonnie Maynard found these emu eggs on her property in Central Queensland. She's seen a couple here and there before the drought. The rain earlier this year that brought them back? https://t.co/8StjeEDfDG pic.twitter.com/C7HaXirXvW

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 14, 2020

old Amos again...

I went out to yonder gumtree hills today to see Old Amos.
He was sitting in the soft June sun.
The old dog at his feet.
He said, "here me boy, get hold of them tweezers in the draw in there for me...bloody splinters."
1/3

— Tim Mallon (@PatMalo85776814) June 14, 2020

3/3

He was silent.
I continued with the tweezers.

Then old Amos said, " I remember my mother taking ironbark splinters outa me when I was a boy."

And old Amos didn't say another word; and we sat in the soft sunshine and looked at the hills...

— Tim Mallon (@PatMalo85776814) June 14, 2020

I feel shades of Henry Lawson in these stories...but only shades...the yarn spinning shades...But the main difference is that these stories of old Amos are grounded in that limbo reality between yesterday and today...

slate...

a small church and
slate
preserve
a niche in
earth's timescale #tanka https://t.co/nkx75J4enT

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 14, 2020

This post is intriguing...so much slate preserving so much of time...

beach patterns...

beach patterns
sandy impressions
of yesterdays
incoming swells of
white mandalas #tanka pic.twitter.com/bZmLiN0VB3

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

I like the mix of foam-topped waves and troughs of melted foam...

walking a winter beach...

Usually, when people choose to walk a winter beach, they are not only well rugged up but also alone... The beach becomes a dreaming space... no frills... no demands... no rules... It's a great slice of life to experience... pic.twitter.com/OjWfVqWSTA

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

ancient mariner...

ancient mariner
sails the seas of
legend
in the dream
of words #tanka https://t.co/Fo0Gr0IMgg

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

Moby Dick could very easily be the universal ancient mariner...

yellow bottlebrush...

There are some flowerings in winter...

Here is a yellow bottlebrush from the Dromana foreshore...It is sometimes called 'candle glow'? pic.twitter.com/FXAi0U8xjE

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

I love seeking out winter flowers...It is interesting to see what colours favour winter... There seems to be a dominance of yellow and a pale lime green...I think they are called hellebore...Haven't seen too many in Melbourne, but saw quite a few in Tasmania... 

weeping colour...

Winter morning sunlight on wintering trees along the Dromana foreshore trail...

Love the impression of weeping colour, especially when there's a slight breeze... pic.twitter.com/G8pWoCVpis

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

So much of this weeping colour along the foreshore at this time of year...lovely contrast with the greens...

walking the foreshore trail...

When walking the Dromana foreshore trail at the end of May, I saw this little scene happening...

I smiled, for no particular, logical reason... pic.twitter.com/c8QldNMsYo

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

A hint at what could be happening...There was no trace of loud voices...

art of bees...

the art of bees
unfolding petals
in honeycomb #haiku https://t.co/YKCpEJfcEP

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

And the petals create a labyrinth of twisting and turning passages...

watchers...

watchers
on a twiggy balcony
waiting for
the morning news
to breeze in #tanka pic.twitter.com/PiKKYitFI2

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

Ever since this apricot tree became leafless, these little ones like to greet the morning with a bird's eye view...

skeins...

on a rocky cliff
by water
one tree becomes
skeins of wood
not meant to unravel #tanka https://t.co/4geK7ZVkeo

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

waves at play...

Waves at play never cease to fascinate me...These waves were at Dromana beach on the last day of May this year... pic.twitter.com/EcenHceIDB

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

In this lockdown time...I am fortunate that Dromana beach is just across the road from the small Dromana Hub shopping centre...A trip to the beach is my reward after the dreaded grocery shopping...

galah pinks...

Some galah style pinks in my morning yesterday... pic.twitter.com/EcnLR8EwHA

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

Rarely do galahs stop by my verandah...even though many visit in passing...I was thrilled with the visit of this one...even if the moment was brief...