And the paddock was bare






As the water recedes the pelican seems to enjoy looking for dinner. She found it and has a large mouthful in the picture below.


The water level in the lagoons and channels around my farm is artificially maintained. It is kept up high in the summer when everyone uses it for irrigation and in the winter the level is dropped. The banks are revealed and brown becomes the presominant colour.
Here are some interesting shots of what a few of the tree roots look like when the soil is washed away.



Have a beauty all of their own.




This is what the flower looked like.




The flowers develop different colour over time. All beautiful shades.



All on the same tree.
Firstly, a burst of colour.

Jut as pretty.

And a strange stage of it’s life.

Growing wild in the paddock. Such delicate colours.



The guines fowl roosting somewhere safe.

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