Of droughts and flooding rains…

Today, I can only quote this one poignant line from the Dorothea Mackellar poem My Country. Our hearts go out to the thousands of families affected by the devastating rains that have lashed South Eastern Queensland and the Northern Rivers area of northern New South Wales. Days of heavy rains have caused unprecedented flooding across the region. If you’ve followed this blog for a while you’ll know that this region of Australia feels like a second home to us. We visit every winter and bask in its mild winter climate. Yet many is the time that we look in horror … Continue reading Of droughts and flooding rains…

To Great Western, Maryborough Railway Station

Day 5 Friday 4/2/2022 Maryborough, light breeze sunny 26 We have a feast of ducks on the lakeshore behind us. An Indian Runner and her clutch of ducklings graze on the lawn. The corellas are making an unholy noise in the trees above and sounding like 1000 broody hens. There are honeyeaters, wood ducks and swans as well as walkers circling the lake. Driving around town we have to visit the piece de resistance, the Maryborough Station. The railway station here is so large that Mark Twain was quoted as saying “You can put the whole population of Maryborough into … Continue reading To Great Western, Maryborough Railway Station