The Clouds have gone Crazy

Over the last 6 months I have seen & photographed quite a range of unusual cloud formations. Straight lines? Smoke signals? Fascinator Style?

Why should this be the case? There does not seem to be a common theme to them apart from the fact that they were not rain clouds? As always they are nature on display.

JX 4th May 2020


A change at Littlehampton

In a matter of 10 hours there was a dramatic change in the sky at Littlehampton yesterday. From an unseasonal hot Autumn dust storm there was a transition to blue sky and and some clouds drifting in,  Apart from the obvious change in colour, it was the improvement in air quality that was the most noticeable.
JX 12/4/2018


YackaYacka Log - November 2015

It was a month of many contrasts was November. From cool days to cold mornings to very warm days. Was a month of many snakes with 3 being seen close to the house & shed. Was a lot of bird activity, especially from Kookaburras. Lots of Kangaroos, Wallaroos & Euros around. Looks like lots of Joeys on the way. There were lots of wildflowers as well but no photos this year.


Toot, Honk or Blast

As car drivers we all have that rare occasion to use our vehicles horn.
Sometimes to say hello  like an acoustic wave, sometimes to alert other drivers, to say watch out for others and sometimes to warn, threaten, shout at?
A Toot is a cheeky hello I can see you and is normally accompanied by a smile and a wave.
A Honk is a caring raised voice, to warn someone - be careful and stay safe.

Local wines & beers in the Adelaide Hills

This was a month where I had the chance to vist some of the local wine and beer makers close to Littlehampton & Hahndorf. Prancing Pony micro brewery at Totness (Hahndorf side of Littlehampton) has expanded and sells their full range of craft beers plus has some meals & burgers etc. The flavours are quite unique and the popularity is growing.
The Lane is a place I alway love to visit and when there I always think of the word provenance ie the story behind what you see. More about this in a later post I think.
John April 2015


Dog Years

I heard it mentioned recently that someone had referred to spending a Dog Year in a town. In essence they were saying they did not like it there and that time dragged.
It was this description that made me reflect on how we are all captive at times to our attitudes, how sometimes time seems to fly and at other times it seems to take forever.
So if a dog year is very roughly 7 human years (to use an approximate figure), how is it relevant if at all?


Book Review - 'Australia's Muslim Cameleers' Pioneers of the Inland 1860's - 1930's

Written by Philip Jones & Anna Kenny, I came across this book by chance in a second hand book shop in Strathalbyn.
A companion publication to the 'Australia's Muslim Cameleers' exhibition in the South Australian Museum it is a way for others to discover this much unreported aspect of our countries history.
Based around historical records, artefacts and the memories of decendants it provides a sense of the contribution made by these people and how they maintained their faith and their links to their culture in a remote and strange land for them.


Recycled materials in homes

I collect the shredded paper from our office and put it around some of the trees as a mulch. I have started to see bits of it being used now in the construction of bird nests and even at the entrance of a spiders 'home'.
I am now starting to wonder what bit of writing the birds or spiders can see on the inside lining of their homes!
Updated to add 2 photos of a birds nest that is using pieces of orange & blue Bale twine in its construction.


The Songs of Eric Bogle

There is one song writer who has been able to put so many of our unspoken feelings into words and that is
Eric Bogle!     
 For me personally , there are 3 songs in particular that resonate.
No Man's Land
............did you really believe them when they told you 'The Cause'?
            did you really believe that this war would end wars?


Lifes storms come and go
Some with warning
Some without
Some destructive
Some exhilerating
All make us focus, think
Make us different
Sometimes we retreat
Seek shelter and comfort
Only to reappear when we feel safe
Sometimes we do not care or cannot care
We are weathered but the storm passes
Sometimes we let the storm sweep us away
To a new life, new surrounds, as a new person
We all have our storms
To storms we are nothing