And just like that, it was Autumn. On a walk this fortnight I was reminded that soon, the moss will become full and plump and green, the temperature will dip, and in the mornings the air will feel crisp and fresh.
Here’s something I wrote about moss a while back: the tiny threads mentioned in this micro piece are what I will be tending to over the coming months.
But in the meantime, the flightiness of summer feels like it has set up shop all around me and within me, and I’m suddenly itching for the steadiness of the cooler months. I’m looking forward to lighting the fire, wearing socks and a beanie, shorter days and a slower pace (if that is on the agenda… I hope so). Until then it appears I am a slave to my over-scheduled calendar; I’ve learnt the repercussions of getting calendar-happy when feeling free and easy over summer can last for weeks, or even months!
On Gardening Australia this fortnight there was a segment on native plants that will bring seasonal colour to your garden, reimagining the exotic Autumnal tones of introduced trees that often come to mind this time of year. The picture above, taken on my walk yesterday, shows off the beautiful understated, muted colours of the bush at the end of summer. I’m glad my girls are learning Wurundjeri seasons at school, something I was never taught. I believe we’re in the middle of eel season at the moment, and when I visit the ancient eel traps near my home, it’s hard not to hear the echoes of children and the sounds of people gathering during this time of year. My girls and I are learning together.
Other things:
Did you know animals other than humans regularly use tools? In this article the behaviour of some hawks and falcons in Northern Australia, dubbed ‘firehawks’, is described, including the birds’ ‘intentionally carrying burning sticks to spread fire’. This was one of the prescribed readings for my Masters studies this week about Traditional Ecological Knowledge and its intersection with Western science (or rather, Western science finally catching on). Stories of firehawks is just one aspect. It’s a fascinating read.
I took the time to pause on a walk recently and saw a tiny golden whistler (pictured above, #463). Another reminder to take the time.
I watched a quick video explaining the positive impact Taylor Swift has had on the economy in comparison to fossil fuel companies. Very interesting.
I mentioned on Instagram that I recently finished Pachinko by Min Jin Lee, but haven’t had time to put together any cohesive thoughts... if I do, at some point, you’ll find them here. Share your reads with me by using #booksinourhands on instagram, I’ll be sure to check in.
Have part-listened to this podcast episode about black holes and it is mind-blowing. I can’t vouch for the whole thing as I’ve been flat chat, but am hoping to be able to finish it off at some point.
March is a big month at work and I’m feeling a bit apprehensive heading into it. This afternoon I commanded everyone in the house stop what they were doing and we went down to the river for an hour, to wander along its muddy banks and throw sticks for the dog. I walked barefoot back to the car, and am home now amongst the detritus, feeling slightly lighter for it.
I’ll catch you in the middle, and then again at the end of this month to breathe a slow exhale.
What does March look like for you?
Until next time, travel light (something my grandfather used to say to me, a constant reminder to self).
Lucinda