About twenty years ago a new industry popped up in southern Australia. Rather than farming livestock many farmers nearing retirement sold, or leased, their land to companies which planted trees.
Varieties planted are quick-growing and are harvested between ten and twelve years after planting.
These are twelve-year-old Eucalyptus globulus, commonly known as ‘Blue Gums.’ There were
80,000 trees planted in this 80 hectare plantation.
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Harvest, shipping and shipping is scheduled for the end of 2013. It is a shame really as although there is very little road traffic around here, three or four hundred metres along this track and you are in a different world. Any road noise is eliminated by the trees and all one can hear is the rustle of the leaves.
Native wildlife, mainly kangaroos, birds and reptiles, have found their way into this man-made forest and will soon be homeless.
I was very pleased to see that the Weekly Photo Challenge was “Companionable”, this morning.
For those of us who are old enough to remember the television show “The Six Million Dollar Man”…… I give you….
…my Six Million Dollar dog, or pup in this case. He had to earn his name. When I was offered a pup, from a litter of about ten. He ran up to me as I arrived and that was that. He was christened “Brandy” by my wife and from late 1988 until a sad Sunday morning in September 2001….where I went, Brandy went.
About 1996, Brandy suffered an eye infection which necessitated him being locked in the wool shed (the darkest place I could find) and to have his eye medicated at least twice a day. The greatest indignity was the bucket he had to wear so he could not scratch, or irritate, his eye during that time. This was to earn him the nickname, “Buckethead”. What else could it be?
About three weeks before Brandy passed onto a world without sheep to chase, he became a “dad” for the first time. At least the first time I was aware of. Once again in this tribe of six puppies there was one who would always ‘ferret’ her way through her litter mates to be next to my body when they were small enough to nurse all six on my knees.
She was christened “Ginger” and is still with us today. Her eye sight is not as good as it was, but she never fails to bound down the drive and twist herself inside out as she greets me upon arriving home from work.
Ginger’s life has been much easier than her father’s. She has not had the responsibility of working, but she has extended my memories of Brandy and created some of her own for me. Both father and daughter are both of a similar, small, build for their breed and they are/were both ‘my’ dogs. In my sixty plus years I have only had one other canine companion who ran a distant third to Brandy and Ginger.
After being a stressful baby, Number 2, and I often were out and about the farm together as he enjoyed (still does) socialising and ‘helping’ at a very young age.
Sadly, as with many children, he was kidnapped about 10 years ago, by the “Teens”. But if I can pre-book, about a week in advance, and remind him every day of that week, he will still help his dear old dad…….occasionally.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Companionable (dailypost.wordpress.com)
Continued from parts 1 & 2 and 3
‘Mum’ suggested that they would be home by 9.30 and dad would come over to collect Jo. ‘Come for coffee’ I suggested. And so around nine we began to listen for Jo’s dad when suddenly there was a thump on the back door and a muffled yell above the television. Nothing like dragging the girl friend around the back, in the dark and thumping the back door to gain entry to the cave. Jo has got a lot of work in front of her if she sticks around.
Coffee produced some interesting information – at least I thought so. Jo’s dad works with wool. We both know my school mates from my Boarding School days and finally, he knows the husband of my first cousin. So there was a lot to talk about. I’m told that there were two pairs of young eyes glancing at each other and looking quite bored.
When queried about how the night went, the reply was ‘….. Good, good, …we didn’t pash or anything…’. At 1.00 AM his lordship was still awake – not to mention that his lordship’s father was not having a good night either. And it is all set for next Sunday night.
Oh Well! She’s nice. He’s nice. And taking a girl to church is certainly not usual. But, then again I have always said our son was a little on the weird side of normal!
Before our Number 1 son was born we were frequently told that “… it gets better after the first six weeks ….” It could only be the celibate who told me that and they must have had their heads must have had their placed firmly in the sand, or elsewhere.
- First Date – pt1 (woollymuses.wordpress.com)
- First Date-pt2 (woollymuses.wordpress.com)
- Life With a Tween-Pt 1 (prettywisewoman.wordpress.com)
Plane crash or garden ornament?
Should I ring 000/911??
In two hours it will be Wednesday. Half a world away it is 0600, Tuesday morning. Weird, hard to grasp…at times. Wednesday is my busiest day of the week. Not home until well after dark and it is either miss out or organise a post not knowing the theme. I prefer participation….even if I am off the mark!
I know that I am not the best writer in the world, my English teachers told me often enough during my school days.
However, there have been a few times when I have put ‘pen to paper’ during the course of this period called ‘Fatherhood.’ Usually these occasions are times, or events, which I have considered worth remembering.
Before you groan and pass on, points to remember are:
1. I try to write with humour.
2. I often am the butt of the humour.
3. I don’t like long passages of text myself, so will break my ramblings to small chunks here, as well as post each part on my Raising Boys page.
4. One of my earlier posts ‘Wedding Anniversary Treat‘ is a sample of my ramblings.
I am hoping that it has been forgotten is because it was one of my first posts. Only time will tell.
5. So, with that in mind, I promise not continue if there is no interest and unlike the ‘Good Book’ I will be seeking a lot more than just one soul in the blogger sphere to like my work before I continue.
If you are still reading, you may wish to click
‘Click Here ‘ to read part one of ‘The First Date’.
After some contemplation I decided to take a slightly different angle to the challenge this week.
Rather than getting down on the pavement…too cold, wet and hard on the joints!
Too difficult to get above….as suggested.
I asked myself,
‘What do I see during my daily life?’
The response I received was enlightening…
…and lead to my contribution to this week’s challenge.
Hope you approve as it took a while to complete.
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Most ages range from a few months to nearly eighty and are family, friends as well as including a few that fall into the ‘might be family one day’ category.