The World’s Coming Alive
We’re coming out of winter. While our Western culture says we have four seasons, we all know that’s not right – various Aboriginal wisdom relates between 6 and 12 seasons, depending where you live. In this part of southern Australia, I call this time ‘re-awakening’. I’m not sure what the Wauthorong people would call it.
The birds are active. This morning I had to search to find a pair of wood ducks calling from high up in a tree. The ‘squeaky gate’ call of the Gang Gang Cockatoos is now common. Bees are foraging amongst the flowering plants. There was even a Southern Right Whale and calf playing just beyond the breakers – to the delight of local surfers at Bells Beach. I’ve seen lots of Grey Shrike Thrushes – very dapper birds with a great song – and the native orchids are popping up everywhere.
It’s good to be alive.