Happy Vegemites Outside

I stripped one apple tree of its squat green produce after a rat munched one fruit. It’s the best crop I’ve had from this tree in ten years. Thinned the Pink Lady’s crop next, as I’d neglected to earlier. Another couple of months and they’ll be sweet.

The peaches are all for the fruit bats this year – my payment for the pleasure I derive in their very existence. The cat and I watch from the front door or the other side of the living room glass. I sit in silence, in the dark, waiting for the flap, flap, flap, crash. The squabbling. Their silhouettes.

The other day I told a friend that Summer had remained Praying Mantis free, a sad state of affairs. Then barely 30 minutes later I encountered one inside, striding in slow motion across an art portfolio. I approached slowly, not wanting to frighten, and gently relocated it to a shrub of the same green hue beside the letterbox. There it immediately, meticulously cleaned each leg and its face, as if to say that removing my beastly human smell was top priority. Still cleaning when I returned with the camera.

And today my companion and I walked to the river. I was drawn by the rich scent of hemlock, fennel and eucalyptus, heavy in the humid air. As we navigated the winding path, my pal made a startled noise and pointed to a blue tongue lizard, motionless in the grass. We squatted to take a closer look. I’d only ever seen dead ones in this area, and live snakes, so I was thrilled. And then a few steps further was a pregnant lizard. Her colouring was more brown than the steely grey of her friend. We couldn’t recall whether they laid eggs or gave birth to live young, so made a mental note to look it up later. (Live young.)

Icing on the proverbial was finding a tiny mushroom of a species that’s on the Fungimap list. Day. Complete.

Waiting for Govt Action re Climate

Could someone please de-escalate climate change for us all? 

It’s Friday and the first day of November. Air pollution levels in Sydney are higher than in China and climate change protestors are clashing with police in Melbourne. I don’t know about your own neck of the woods, but these are at flashpoint. Our forests used to have a defined fire season, now they’re at risk for eleven months of the year. At what point can we say ok, there’s an emergency situation here – we’ve left it at least thirty years with scientists warning us every day of catastrophe and now, maybe, we might want to do something?

Still waiting for the Australian government to step up and say, “You know what, you’ve got a great point there, with your protesting. Let’s sit down together and make changes. Let’s belatedly declare a emergency and work together for our shared survival, as we’re so fond of saying in other emergencies. We can do this. Instead of having police assault non-violent concerned citizens with capsicum spray and punches and truncheons, we’ll de-escalate this situation. For the sake of us all.”

Still waiting…

EDIT: I altered the title from “Have they heard of de-escalation?” to “Waiting for Govt Action re Climate,” in order to make the content more obvious to readers.