Bush Devil Ate Sam The Bush Devil Ate Sam is an important record and a serious story, yet told easily, and with delightful humor. This is one of the most satisfying books I have ever read, because it entertained me thoroughly AND made me feel better informed. —Hilary Custance Green: Br...
We want to pass this knowledge on, from First Nations to the ones who came later. Farmers, landholders, people with bush blocks - these are the people who need this knowledge. Over a decade ago, we ran a workshop for Jayn Hobba, a non-Indigenous woman who has a nature reserve propert...
Once burning, these dead branches ignite living branches in the upper portions of the shrub. Our study provides support for a conceptual model in which exotic grasses are "spreaders" of fire and native plants growing beneath shrubs are "igniters" of dead Larrea branches. Once burning, flames ...
People die horrendous deaths every day, apparently all orchestrated and for a reason. The plan for you might be to die in a car crash tomorrow. The reason for that would be that you’re dead. RIP I guess. But in all seriousness, I think the phrase that best sums up what transpires ...
“I dreamed there was a vine in front of me, and the vine had three branches, which budded, and suddenly began to blossom. Almost immediately after they bloomed, clusters of ripe grapes appeared on the branches. I had Pharaoh’s cup in my hand, so I took the grapes and pressed them ...
“I couldn’t go home. Because at home was my mother with her dead eyes and my little sister, with her hollow cheeks and cracked lips. I couldn’t walk into that room with the smoky fire from the damp branches I had scavenged at the edge of the woods after the coal had run out,...
They kept themselves very clean, going often to bathe; and when they flew about in a flock their dazzling whiteness almost hurt the eye, while, if they perched in a dead gum-tree, they looked like big snowflakes against the grey branches. Even Kellelek, the Cockatoo, was dingy17 compared...