September 16, 2009 – 9:24 pm
After spending a long time in the desert’s too-harsh-between-10am-and-3pm light it is a relief on the eyes to get into some comparatively soft northern lights, though of course the heat and humidity of a September build-up does always take some getting used to.
By Bob Gosford
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Also posted in Birds, Fun stuff, Photography
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Tagged Australian White Ibis, Broome Bird Observatory, Brown Goshawk, Derby Wetlands, Good light in Broome, Little Friarbird, Neil Murray, Peaceful Dove, Royal Spoonbill, The Wondering Kind, Torresian Crow
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September 16, 2009 – 8:45 am
To me the call of the Yinkardakurdaku sounds like water flowing out of a narrow-necked bottle, a beautiful succession of fluid sounds ending in an almost joyous, crazy climax.
September 8, 2009 – 11:26 am
What is it that is so important and special about homelands for their traditional custodians and that underpins the successful outcomes of living in their small communities?
By Bob Gosford
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Also posted in Art, NT local government, Northern Territory politics, The Law, The NT Intervention
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Tagged Arnhem Weavers, Black Territorians, east Arnhemland, John Greatorex, NT National Emergency Response, Richard Downs, The ABC, the Alyawarra people, Yingiya Guyula, Yolngu peoples
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September 4, 2009 – 9:58 am
This was the first of the many hundreds of roadside memorials that I’ve seen over the years that concerned a death by misadventure at the hands of another other than by motor-vehicle accident.
“The roadside memorial is particularly important because it indicates to us that there is a new way looking at grief and mourning.” Jennifer Clark, UNE.
Over the last few years, Paul Kelly has performed a series of unique shows under the banner ‘A to Z’, whereby he sings 100 songs from his catalogue in alphabetical order over 4 nights.
I have a vicious occasional thought that when the get to Darwin they will all run out of road and over a cliff into the Arafura Sea.
The main reason for my travel to Warmun was to get a better look at the work of, and make contact with several of the local artists who paint bird stories grounded in the local landscape and culture.
I stopped, turned and bore witness to the death of this small wonder.
I was camped beside the road en-route to Warmun in Western Australia earlier this week and thought that the rising moon and passing roadtrains might provide some images of interest…
