cycads

Ha haaaaaa.

There are places you wouldn't believe in the centre of Australia. I won't tell you, you'll just have to come and see for yourself.

except for this ->
You'll find ancient cycads that look a little out of place.

Apparently my computer is now functional too ... which means I can start to sift through musical bits and pieces from the last nine or ten months ... probably longer.

The weather is getting warmer. Topped 40 a couple of days ago. It's been a while since I felt cold. Last week the Todd flowed ... it rained for three days in the right spots and the river-bed became a river ... not one month after the Henley on Todd Regatta. Driving out after the rains the waterholes are all full as a goog. The waterways swell up like goon bags and the smell of wet dirt is everywhere.

Little kids line the causeways in the river and shout out as cars speed up to spray them ... every dog and his man is throwing sticks and fetching them. Sitting in a gigantic tree branch you can laze the day away. Lap it up, in a few days there'll only be sand again. The river flows out into the desert and evaporates, sinks down to the Artesian depths.