The Wind’s Message

There came a whisper down the Bland* between the dawn and dark,
Above the tossing of the pines, above the river’s flow;
It stirred the boughs of giant gums and stalwart ironbark;
It drifted where the wild ducks played amid the swamps below;
It brought a breath of mountain air from off the hills of pine,
A scent of eucalyptus trees in honey-laden bloom;
And drifting, drifting far away along the southern line
It caught from leaf and grass and fern a subtle strange perfume.

A.B. (Banjo) Paterson, 1895

*Bland – a county in the southern districts of New South Wales.



Corellas to create the sound-track of the bush
These little birds are often seen near rivers & waterholes.
(The photography of the corellas isn't great, sorry about that)