Mum amd baby koala! |
The clever short-time Japanese exchangees demonstrate calligraphy |
Simon and Pascal sing a song from the Reunion Islands |
Heather brought along a companion to put finishing touches on her eloquent speech thanking SATEL |
The native-like centerpieces |
Beautiful dingo |
potoroos, I think |
extremely well fed dingos
This post is going to be mixed-up chronologically, but I did want to mention our end of term United Nations potluck!
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Vietnamese sweet rice, nuts and saltinas wrapped in banana leaves |
Party manners, for a few minutes |
French apple cobbler |
a multi-ethnic plate |
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First stop was the boardwalk at St. Kilda where we walked among the mangroves. The forest was dense bordering salt marsh and adjacent lagoons. It's a habitat for over 200 bird species with the mangroves also being part of a nursery area for fish species. The area was so quiet the morning we visited with rarely a chirp and a few jumping fish. Bottle nose dolphins are known to come through the inlet and under the boardwalk, but probably not during a dodge tide like the Saturday we visited. I bit into a a leaf from the rhizophora expecting to get a mouthful of salt, (mangroves can secrete salts directly; they have two salt glands at each leaf base) but it only tasted bitter and green. Do you know how green tastes? I have a bit of synesthesia.
Looking toward the ocean |
It makes sense that mangrove came from the Spanish word mangle. |
quiet |
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The gulf was beautiful and each beach lovelier than the next. The water was as clear as ever until it hit the seaweed and then it darkened.
South Australia has great swimming beaches. Some swim areas are roped off since sharks are sighted at times, but most people around Adelaide do swim without much worry. We walked jetties where weekend fisher-families were having leisurely time adding fish to their nelly bins. One little boy caught a crab on his rope and when he tried to return it to the sea it would not let go. ........... |
Of course a trip to an Australian rural town often includes a visit to the historic mining centers. In Moonta we stopped in the miner's cottage (I dream of being a pioneer woman until I realize that I would never have had the stamina to do all the chores required. |
We visited the Heritage listed Engine House, the tourist railway, the original Moonta school house and the mining cemetery. Too many young men died in the mines and children during the influenza. The history isn't too different from our own. Mine strikes, gold rushes, western expansion (although their expansion was northern) and the pains of a new nation overcoming obstacles. ............ |
My camera mostly sits on the kitchen table, but on some bike rides along the coast, through the hills, parklands or the city, I snap a shot here or there.
My bike is a vintage-like cruiser with plenty of gears, a squeaky saddle and a bell that chimes. "Lycras" zip past as if I were going nowhere. I play the wicked witch of the west song in my head at times when I feel that I am in OZ (as in The Wizard of not the nickname for Australia). I must keep riding because in a few short weeks I will be on my bicycling tour in VIetnam!
I rode from the hills to work this morning. It was a great downhill run and I hope to keep that up. The grade is steep and even on my "Made in Taiwan" wheels I go fast. ........... Great hike with great friends to Morialta Falls which inspired me to make a plan for Uluru, Kings Canyon, and Kata Tuta------- this weekend! That was spur of the moment! I'm going to the Red Center! Great mates! |
Nelly bin: to keep recently caught fish
Dodge tide:This is a local South Australian term for a neap tide with minimal rise and fall over the course of a day or two
Pang Yang: leftovers (Don't look for it in the blog. I just love its sound)
Pay Doughnuts: going round in circles
Red Center: The Northern Territory
and here's some good slang-What do you suppose it means? 'cattle duffing', 'gully raking', and 'poddy dodging'
P.S. A beautiful teacher appreciation happened to me today. A smiling student entered the room saying, China Happy Day teacher today," and dumped a plastic bag on the floor spilling a lovely little purse and a spring floral scarf.
A bit confused I shrugged my shoulders and he did the same, so I asked, "Are these for me?"
Yes, China teacher Day! I have never been given a gift before with someone emptying a plastic bag at my feet. I wonder if it is part of the teacher day tradition. Anyway, I was touched.
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