So we are at the season of Mabon and I have again chosen to head out on my bike and sit in silence, with a coffee, and take in the beauty of our arid landscape here in Central Australia. My choice was again to go to Simpsons Gap, it is not to far out of town and it has such an amazing array of biodiversity.
So sitting there in quite meditation I was again astounded by how much you see when you listen. The sounds changed and moved depending on how much the air moved through the gap between the hills, some times strong, sometimes so still. We have had no rain since January, however some were over the waterhole there is water dripping into the water from above. Where this water is coming from I do not know. At a guess it is still making its way slowly down from storage placed buried in the rocks from that January rain.
The many different birds that call the water hole there home, that all make a different array of noises, including one so deep that to start with I was unsure of what it was.
The sound of the Black Footed Rock Wallabies as they dance and jump around on the rocks, though you only hear them when they brush against some of the shrubs.
And the sound of thunder as a hawk dives though the gap chasing its pray. The first time this happened I ducked and wondered what was falling from the sky. Then I spotted the little hawk as it spring on its pray, missing it by millimeters. How something so little could make so much noise with just the flap of its wings and the echo around the rocks. Three times the hawk came thundering through the gap, three times it missed by such a small amount. By the third time I had got used to the signs that the hawk was on its way. It was the quite before the storm, all the birds would stop singing less than a second before you would hear the swoop of the hawk. Then it would take a minute or two before the little birds would come back out and play their music. And in this time if the wind was quite you could hear the, drip, drip, drip of water coming from some were above.
Happy Mabon every one, and happy Ostara for those on the other side of this beautiful and diverse planet.