Greening Ways

We’ve had some good rain; the hills are bright green. They soften the day, the sea haze drifting up from the surf beaches at Middlleton and Goolwa. I like to drive up to Crow’s Nest, up from Port Elliot’s Tottenham Court Road. It’s a winding road past old ruins of cottages from early British settlement days. At the top the view sweeps across to the surf beaches, Port Elliot, and the River Murray and the beginnings of the Coorong.

It’s sacred land, that broad stretch, the hills and flatlands, majestic rise of the sand dunes of the Coorong, the lower lakes.

 

About bydda88

I love poetry, writing, especially writing as healing, as touching the sacred, being touched. And place, places dreaming us, us them. Coasts, rivers, canyons; the ordinary things too, the small things, gestures that reach out.
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