Shifting landscapes


Mongy meadows 2009 (47)

A view of the house

Male and female eastern greys

Male and female eastern greys

Mongay Creek, or Mongy Meadows as it is affectionately known in the family, is about seven hours drive  south from Brisbane. To most Australian’s this kind of Australia is known as Whoop Whoop. It is remote, with only an occasional Boeing flying overhead to remind you that the industrial world still exists. I fell instantly for this landscape and my mother’s brand new, but very humble home plopped in the middle of a meadow. The beauty of this place is that it would take you the better part of a day to explore it fully. Most of it is forested with young eucalypts, native vines and grasses and populated with a mob of eastern grey kangaroos. The region was once covered with red cedar, but now only one or two trees remain on the property.

Every morning the roos would come out to feed in among the tall grass, though wary of humans, a male and female Eastern Grey Kangaroo posed long enough for me to get a shot. From a distance the size of these animals is difficult to put into perspective. I was fortunate to encounter the male grazing near my mother’s water tank, which is right beside the house. The sheer mass of this creature was startling. I could see his muscles flexing as he moved, hear his megapods on the ground. It wasn’t hard to imagine what damage this fellow could do if inclined.  This male, though certainly not the largest of his kind, was at least as tall as me, if not taller. I am 5’6″ tall. The female, in contrast would barely have reached my thighs.

Mongy meadows 2009 (77)

Early morning fog

Dam on the ridge

Dam on the ridge

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Sun flares

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Looking up

Just on dawn on our second morning I had the chance to walk up to the second dam, which sits on a ridge and overlooks the neighbours back paddock. Last time I was there my husband, sister and I were chased by angry cows. Fortunately that morning they were no where to be seen. In those moments just before the sun crests the tree line, the world feels reborn. One of the most amazing things about the Australian bush is the colour changes in a short period of time, giving the impression of a shifting landscape. The second two images in the row above were taken within ten minutes of each other at the same dam. My favourite site though is the contrast between the foliage of the Eucalypt against the depth and clarity of a clear blue sky.

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About Sharon

Writer, bibliophile, dreamer and student of everything
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