Foxglove and Co is located in the pituresque village Central Tilba, on the far south coast of NSW, just south of Narooma.
Spring was in full swing when I visited, azalias, camilias, bearded irisus and wisteria were all in bloom. Dozens of Lewins honey eaters perched on the pergolas and drank from the irrigation hoses. This garden has a wimisical old English feel to it, with lots of hidden treasures. The pathways are wheelchair friendly well graded and not too steep. I spent a delightful hour and a half wandering around taking photos and chatting to the owners.
I had last visited this garden about 20 years ago when it was called Foxglove Spires and owned by the Southam family. Now, the cafe and gift shops have been converted into luxury accommodation, a sign of the times I suppose. Foxglove and Co like many other local businesses, were just getting over the drought, summer bushfires when Covid-19 impacted tourism numbers in the area.
Connecting with the natural world, helps me through difficult times.
I have had a Canon Macro 100mm 1:28 lens in the cupboard for several years and hardly used it. Previous attempts to master it were disappointing. So the challenge for the coming weeks is to improve my photography using this lens. Any assistance would be greatly appreciated.
We have been on level 3 of the Coronavirus lockdown for a few weeks now. In NSW, Australia this means only going out to exercise, to shop for food and working from home, if you still have a job. Like everyone else I often get the feeling that each day is merging into the next. I walk my dog every morning, this exercise walk usually takes 2 hours and we get going at around 6:30 am.
This early start means its just coming on light when we set off and there is next to no traffic. Lots of off leash time for Queenie my 8 month old Groodle and a meditative, quiet time for me. Giving me some grounding and a sense of accomplishment ahead of my day. I usually walk with my iPhone, but have taken to including my SLR two lenses and a pair of binoculars.
The challenge is to not think too far into the future at the moment. I would love to hear how everyone else is coping.
My bus trip from Udaipur to Mumbai. The first time I visited Udaipur in India. I admit that I was a complete travel wimp! Travel wimps are sad souls who want to see the world. Alas, they miss out on so much because they are too frightened to go where others dare to tread. They…
This battered, metal tuckerbox was used on outback trips to support strikers during the historic nine-year Wave Hill walk-off 1966 to 1975. I was intrigued by the contents, especially the inclusion of a smart red pepper grinder and some Tupperware containers. So I went along to the Australian National Museum in Canberra today to have a look for myself.
I like most Australians learnt almost nothing about Aboriginal history at school, I had assumed that the Wave Hill Walk off took place pre WWII. Hence my curiosity about the modern day implements. The tuckerbox was built to be animal-proof and to withstand tough conditions. Manning arranged the transport of supplies from the union to support the strike, initially at Victoria River, using his TJ Series Bedford truck. This has also been acquired by ANM and is being stablised for travel and is expected to arrive in Canberra later this year.
Photos courtesy of the Australian National Museum Canberra
One of the benefits of working from home and being home alone is that my daily schedule is completely mine to arrange, for today anyway. I decided to take a look at an ebird hotspot just 8 minutes drive away. Work could always start when I got back.
I was amazed that I had never been here before having lived in this area for 12 years. I set off with the idea of making a circumnavigation of the pond. Then I saw this inviting track leading off to the west, that led me down to the Murrimbidgee River and the Bicentennial National Trail.
I enjoy walking on a cool Autumn morning as you don’t need to be on the lookout for snakes, you can completely relax and take in all the small noises and smells of the bush.. mindful walking at it’s best. The circumnavigation and detour took around 95 minutes and my bird list included 20 species, not a bad result given the foggy conditions.
After a mind numbingly busy year that finished with managing 7 seven major events in four weeks, my long awaited holiday has finally began with a stay at my brother in laws’ shack near Narooma. I woke before dawn eager to get the day started. Sleeping in, sitting still and being idle is great, but I have to ease myself into it.
Today started with my favourite walk, from the shack to Brices Wharf via the Scenic Drive, about 3 kilometres one way, Paul left early to fish at the warf and I arrived intime for a lift home for breakfast. The light rain overnight left the bush smelling fragrant, its a shame that we aren’t able to record smells to share online. After breakfast we drove to Horse Island on the Tuross River for an a paddle.
I love to follow this little creek into the hidden inner lake, it’s s so narrow and shallow, its great that power boats aren’t able to navigate their way in.
I had been intrigued by this sign on previous paddles, wondering about who had naked it in the treee and what it once said. I had assumed that the message had long gone. It was only when I enlarged the photo I realised that it was an epitaph to a cherished mate. There is definitely a story waiting to be told.
The birding on this section of the Tuross is alway good I managed to tick 24 species.