I rather like misty days, they remind me of cool flannels being placed on fevered brows. Our property adjoins the Blue Mountains’ National Park and sometimes bushwalkers become disoriented, blundering into my garden. I point them in the direction of Govett’s Leap, with a gentle warning to
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Introducing Mr Satin bowerbird outside his Blue Mountains home at; No. 1 Memorial Park BLACKHEATH 2785 This is a very well located, private property only a two minute walk to the village (twenty seconds in full flight).
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COMMUTER COMPLAINTS We Blue Mountains residents have long complained about our trains, The following was taken from The Daily Telegraph in May 1928; The trains of New South Wales are notoriously dirty and slow, and a great deal of the inefficiency and neglect of the Railway Commissioners
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Some people say there’s not much to love about red wattlebirds. And yes, they are aggressive little blighters, with a rasping call. But the bird is actually quite striking, with a striated chest and pale yellow ‘undercarriage’. Then there are those little ‘wattles’ below the eyes that
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I was a bit disappointed when Blackheath’s Altitude Café moved earlier this year, even if it was only next door. It had lost some of its ambience I thought. However, when I called in last week everything had changed. One whole wall was devoted to a series
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This is what the bower of a satin bowerbird looks like (below right), with its collection of predominantly blue ‘treasures ‘, assembled to impress the ladies. I’m afraid the birds mostly use human trash these day, especially bottle tops. Bowers were full of plastic straws in my
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‘…in spring, the most delicate feathery yellow of plumes and plumes and plumes and trees and bushes of wattle, as if angels had flown right down out of the softest gold regions of heaven to settle here, in the Australian bush. D.H. Lawrence, Kangaroo
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Remember British artist and designer William Morris and his famous Strawberry Thief design? Those thrushes ended up in homes around the world. I’m sure Mr Morris forgave them for raiding his garden by the stripling Thames. I don’t grow strawberries, but I do have lots of
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Blackheath duck pond is close enough to my garden to be my personal water feature. Hardly a day goes by without me wandering past it. The traction engine below was used to excavate the original dams, which evolved into the pond. The dams were used to hold
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Writers spend lot of time alone, so it’s great to get out occasionally to enjoy the social buzz of a café. There are plenty to choose from in my Blue Mountains village of Blackheath. Altitude – Good name for a café in the Blue Mountains. Last food
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