A bunch of red and yellow roses had been placed near the base of the Silver Falls just above Fern Tree. Such tributes are usually to be found on war memorials spread throughout the country on Remembrance Day, November 11 and it was puzzling to find picked flowers at this beautiful location. The falls had in an instant become a shrine but in honour of whom for what? Remembrance Day had been in my thoughts because 24 hours previously, on an outing to Richmond, I had seen … [Read more...] about A tranquil place to yearn for
Archives for November 2023
Bird box houses memories of childhood
The beauty of bird-watching is that, besides the birds, you meet all sort of unlikely people in the most unlikely of circumstances. It so happened on the first day of the Aussie Bird Count last month when an elderly woman walking the Lower Pipeline track in Dynnyrne stopped to asked me what I was looking at through my binoculars. “Green rosella,” I said, pointing to a nest box installed at the Fantail Quarry picnic site along the track just below the Waterworks Reserve. No … [Read more...] about Bird box houses memories of childhood
Spirit of Gondwana hangs in the air
Each month a butterfly flits and futters through the pages of Simon Grove’s natural history, Seasons in the South, providing an apt metaphor for a journey across a widespread and over-changing Tasmanian terrain. The butterfly of the month travels high and low, interacting with myriad lifeforms on the way. It not only experiences the wonders of flora and fauna but weaves the natural world into a rich tapestry of Tasmania’s wildlife from the tiniest insects, to soaring … [Read more...] about Spirit of Gondwana hangs in the air
Platypus lost in a sea of trash
Switching off the television news one evening with its horrors of the Israel-Gaza and Ukraine wars, I took myself to the Hobart Rivulet Park to indulge in the soothing power of nature and my latest pre-occupation – platypus watching. My heart sank, however, at the sight of a different kind of upheaval laid out before me. An overnight mega-storm had washed what looked like a tonne of litter from the Hobart tip into the watercourse. I’ve long marvelled how the platypus have … [Read more...] about Platypus lost in a sea of trash