Tag Archive: Earth

A tree on the Mehi River bank.

A tree on the Mehi River bank.


Amazing Grace

Black & White

Shades of Grey

Nature is beautiful

Every way

Such Amazing Grace


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Cracks in the Earth

Cracks in the EarthThese cracks have been known to go down 60 - 80 Feet.

These cracks have been known to go down 60 – 80 Feet.

Black Soil Plains

The black self-mulching clay of the Moree Basin is constantly on the move.  In summer it bakes in the hot sun much like a large chocolate cake. As moisture evaporates in its rich core, cracks open across its surface; form into a network of veins to score its fleshy crust. These cracks can be wide enough to swallow an unwary foot and have been known to go as deep as 60 – 80 feet.

When it rains, the soil swells and the cracks close. A crust of earth will form like icing over the top concealing any evidence of their presence. At times this crust can form before the cracks have fully closed. This can prove perilous for unwary feet and the odd gumboot can be dislodged this way.  It can also break an animal/human leg.

With moderate rain, the clay becomes extremely sticky and will build up on the soles of shoes to the point that bare feet can be the only option. If there is enough rain the surface becomes a giant bog ready to engulf a foot half way up to the knee. Cars bog.  4WD’s struggle and or bog, it is wise to stay on gravel or tarred surfaces.  Large machinery can go down to their sumps.

These cracks serve as a natural habitat for the local fauna. Insects, mice, reptiles and probably many other creatures use them to shelter from the torments of nature.

The self-mulching action of the soil as it constantly opens and closes airates the earth and renews the top soil as the old surface topples into the deep cracks.

The Moree Plains is a rich mixture of moving, breathing, chocolate earthen cake. Although it may look good  I don’t think I’ll take a bite.  🙂


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The scurrilous beast of poverty,
Rampages deathly fears,
Ashen winds protest their plight,
Against unwilling ears,

Flakes of flesh fall to the earth,
Like salt upon its crust,
A treacherous fence divides the soil,
With decimating lust,

Ravenous forces plunge a blow,
To gorge upon its heart,
Congeal upon ferocious teeth,
Scavenging its parts,

Its workers bones congest,
Strip bare before its throne,
A million silent voices,
Emit a thundering groan,

Vacant eyes of fragment skulls,
Weep rivers in distress,
Privation lurks at every turn,
Waiting for its guests,

To fling away their tools,
And join the sullen call,
A silent watch casts shadows,
Upon its caking walls,

A rapid feast of love,
Would cease its vile way,
Satisfied the famished beast,
Would recede into decay.

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Swaying golden grasses twirl in seed laiden skirts.

Hula dancers gyrating their curvaceous hips in time with the early morning summers breeze.

How could I sleep in and miss this sight?

The warming sun scatters its growing light in rivers chasing away the slithering darkness of the night.

I revel in the energy from its radiating glow.

Birds swirl and hover on silently beating wings, seeking their juicey, crawling breakfast amongst the shifting stems.

If I were a bird I’d spread my wings and fly high up into the turquoise sky.

Taking in all the views to the ends of the Earth, soaring and swaying along with the currents.

No shadows to cover my eyes, nothing to block my view.

I would be free!


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