Soul-Songs - Word-Songs
Have you noticed that the poets in Tintota are singing their soul-songs for us all?
Poetry is the word-song of the Soul. We become as the lark. High above the fields in summer, her sweet song spills down to us as she hovers, pouring forth her soul-song. It can fill our human heart with joy. How we long to open our own hearts, releasing the emotions we feel!
How do we sing a soul-song? We do not have the voice of the lark, nor her wings that hold her positioned in the air above.
We believe her song to be one of joy.
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Strange Alliance
Cat plays hero to birds. Goanna attack rebuffed.
The bird cries alerted me. A glance from the window confirmed that there was trouble in the tree-tops. Such a gathering of species, from noisy-miner birds, swarming like angry wasps, friendly honey eaters, equally agitated, bold magpies and butcher birds showing macho determination to settle the matter. They usually did. I left them to it. With my arm in plaster I was not game to get involved.
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Animal Ways, Blogging, Friendship, Humanities, Lifestyle, Stories, Writing
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angry wasps, australian, bird cries, cats, hubbub
What has happened to the Deciduous Forest?
We have already spoken of many of the animals to be met with in these regions, and of the climate and the vegetation that form the habitat. Of all the world’s ancient forests, it is this one that has been most altered by the presence of the human animal. Man began to use the land to grow food for himself. Space was required for this, so land was cleared of forest trees, making room for agriculture. The temperate climate, with its mild winters and moderate rainfall, was conducive to the growing of crops. Man soon appreciated the comfort of such a climate, where a wide variety of crops could thrive. The felled trees were soon converted to homes and barns to provide shelter for himself and his animals. This change converted the once ancient forest areas into a patchwork of cultivated fields and pasturage. And later, ever-increasing congested sprawls of urbanisation, not forgetting the quarrying and mining of the land.
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“A Pocket Full of Rye”
So goes the old nursery rhyme, Sing a Song of Sixpence.
Perhaps we might be forgiven for applying this use of the word pocket to the pouch of the marsupial animals, for it contains not only the infant but also the food supply of mother’s milk. What a boon this must be when travelling!
In the last issue, we looked at the marsupial kangaroo family who carry their young safely in their pouches across the miles they cover with ease. In this issue, we look at another family group, the koala and the possums, who also pocket their young as they climb and swing their way through the branches of the forest canopy with equal ease. Both are arboreal animals and, not surprisingly, are herbivores.
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AFTERMATH
A Golden Opportunity
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How are you feeling now that the razzmatazz is over and the number 2000 has lost its glamour and fallen into its natural place in the scheme of things? What does it mean to you now? Perhaps you regard the whole thing as a bit of a fizzer and are feeling slightly let down. Well, don’t give in to a dose of the blahs and spoil what is being presented to you right now on a golden plate.
A Golden Opportunity, one that comes only once in a thousand years. Pinch yourself awake, sit up and look up. Read those words again. If you are sinking into the mundane thoughts of the last century, pull yourself up and seize The Golden Opportunity and grip it firmly in both hands.
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Have you ever been troubled by an attack of the blues? It happened to me one day. Nothing grabbed my interest. I felt thoroughly dispirited. Wandering aimlessly from room to room, I finally ended up at the kitchen window, only to be confronted by the dismal gap left by the old gum that toppled in the last violent storm. All that remained, once the débris had been carted away, was the stump, blackened in some long ago bush fire. Not a happy sight. A black balloon of despair began to form in my mind.
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Animals Of The Coniferous Forest
To visit the Coniferous Forest, we will approach from the far north, by air.
This way, we will glimpse the Arctic and Tundra areas which lie above the snowline. This will provide us with the opportunity to consider the animals which inhabit these coldest of land areas. Some of them spend their lives there, but others do leave the tundra, moving south to cross the tree-line and enter the forest area that we are preparing to think about. Continue reading 'Animals Of The Coniferous Forest'»
Animal Ways, Nature
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Ever feel down? Ever suffer from an attack of the Blues?
You’re not alone. It happens to us all, that dreaded sinking feeling that clings like an enmeshing spider’s web which cannot be shaken off.
One of my sons is a Gemini. As a child, his mood would swing from the heights to the depths. Gloom would ensue. The spreading sort that could pull us all into its folds.
In desperation one day, when the gloom thermometer was falling fast,
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