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Monday, 10 December 2012

From beach to wheatbelt - Western Australia

We have had two completely different weekends the last two weekends. One at the beach and one in the Wheatbelt.  Two completely different locations, one under an hour from our home, on the coast, and one 4 hours from home, inland. Western Australia is a land of contrasts!

They may have been at different locations, but they both embraced the love and importance of family through shared experiences and emotions.  For isn't the love and closeness of family the most important thing of all in this life?

Two weekends ago we took our Grandsons down to Busselton - a place that has been favourite a summer holiday place for families for years. My husband's family used to holiday in the caravan park near the jetty every summer.

The Busselton jetty is 1.8 kilometres long -  the longest timber-piled jetty in the Southern Hemisphere.  Construction began in 1865, and the jetty was extended several times, and was used to service shipping until the Port closed in 1973. Cyclone Alby in 1978 blew one arm of the jetty away, and a community group was formed to raise funds for restoration and maintenance.

The jetty is popular for fishing, swimming or just walking. We took our grandchildren on the train ride out to the end to the Underwater Observatory.  At the Observatory steps take you down under the jetty, but unfortunately the water clarity was not fantastic due to a summer storm during the week.  We had fish and chips for lunch under the huge Morton Bay Fig Tree on the shore, and an icecream afterwards. A good day out.


There was a sailing regatta on Geographe Bay. As you can see, it was a sparkling day on the water at Busselton! 


In the image below I have played around with a bit of selective colouring -

This is my grandson - 4yr old Mister "I will do what I want". Hence walking away. My husband has just reminded me that the "coming back" is because he got a splinter in this hand off the jetty, which is why he is holding up his hand to us. Nice to know we evidently have our uses. (smile)

I thought that the bright blue of his jacket stood out well against the black and white. And the grey tones have added an "alone" look. (although it was a sunny day!) Desaturated in a layer to B&W, then brought back the colour in the jacket with a layer mask.


This last weekend we went with my Dad out to Corrigin in the central Western Australian wheatbelt to lay the ashes of my mother at the cemetery. Mum passed away peacefully at home on 19 July 2012.

Her family moved from the small railway siding town of Bilbarin to Corrigin in 1937 when Mum was 13. She met my Dad in Corrigin, and she worked at the Post Office and lived in Corrigin until she was married. Her parents are buried in the Corrigin cemetery and it was Mum's wish that her ashes were taken back there.  We then went on to Bilbarin where Mum spent her childhood, and we scattered a few of her ashes under a huge gum tree which overlooks where their house once was, now part of a farmers paddock. We had a picnic afternoon tea, and then went on to my sister's house at Bruce Rock for an evening with family, and on Sunday morning went out to see some of the harvest before returning home.

I hope my mother is now resting peacefully. Below you can see the tree with the paddock beyond. The verse is part of a poem Mum had written in her memoirs. It is the first verse of a song she learnt at school and sang with her class on the stage of the Corrigin Town Hall at a concert. It must have had a lot of meaning to Mum for her to have remembered it and written it down in her memoirs. We read it at her funeral, and when we scattered her ashes. 

Post-script - a dear friend has just sent me a link to the words and music for Comrades of Mine from a music score - "Six Australian Bush Ballads" 1922 - Words by Richard Baylis. Music by William G James.   Six Australian Bush Ballads
I am looking forward to having a friend play it for me on piano.



I used to make Melting Moments with my Mum. It is a happy memory I have from my childhood, pressing the top of the biscuits with a fork to make the pattern, so I made them for the afternoon tea picnic.


And below is the beautiful Mottlecah - Eucalptus macrocarpa. It is an unusual plant with huge silvery oval shaped leaves, and grows throughout the wheatbelt. I hadn't seen one flowering in the wild before. We found this one in a little patch of re-plant bush at Bilbarin. In the picture below you can see the cap coming off to expose the flower.


Harvesting barley on my brother-in-law's property at Bruce Rock.



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Central WA Wheatbelt

Busselton Jetty


16 comments:

  1. Jill, what lovely colors in the water despite the earlier storm. Your little four-year-old grandson is typical of most, I think. I do like the brilliant blue of his jacket...his independent spirit comes through. And the poem and the gum tree, and the mission that you were on...a gentle hug just because I know something of that sort of story. This was a lovely tribute to your mother.

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  2. Jill, your grandson looks adorable in his blue jacket. The coast looks like a beautiful place to visit. They do like to show some independence even at four years. The poem is lovely and perfect for the moment. Lovely photos and post, have a great week ahead.

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  3. My goodness you had a busy and very eventful week. I am sorry to hear of your Mom's passing but what a lovely send off and just as she prescribed. Our granddaughter is going to be born in February and I am looking forward to those special moments with her. As always your photos are just beautiful. Valerie

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  4. Wat a lovely post Jill, precious little grandson

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  5. This is a beautiful post with lovely photos and great mosaics. It's nice to share your good memories...it keeps the happiness alive for us after we lose someone so close. Sweet hugs!

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  8. Great post contrasting the two weekends, both tied together with the love of family and the ongoing generations. The beach is a great place to take small grandkids -- every generation has fun there! A lovely tribute to your mom as well -- special recipes can call back such lovely memories!

    Incidentally, I learned a lot about the area where you live from reading your post and I appreciate that...love virtual travel!

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  9. I always love to see what is happening at your end of the world, your photo are wonderful. I'd love to come for tea, your melting moments look yummy. Thanks for stopping by, Laura

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  10. Hi Jill,
    How lovely to hear from you. Was a wonderful surprise to find my blog peppered with your comments!
    Life’s been busy here, too. We’ve been doing major renovation work to our house for the last two or three years . It’s finally coming to a (rather fraught!) end. I can’t tell you how relieved I am. My precious piano has returned from exile (storage) just in time for Christmas. And that makes me very happy!
    I wish you and yours a wonderful holiday season. Shall think of you celebrating in the heat and the sunshine as we shiver here on the moors!
    Happy Christmas to you...
    Helen.xx

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  11. I love your perspective in the photos of the yachts. I would have been tempted to focus on the yachts sails, but I can see how much more impressive it is to focus on the sparkle of the sea. As ever your eye is amazing. So too is the emotion in your posts and the way you link from one thought to another, taking us on a journey. How I loved your Mother's poem and the significance of it as you've just scattered her ashes. It brought tears to my eyes. I've just written Part 2 of my series of Notes on Blogging with Chris Guillebeau (posting Friday) and funnily enough I was writing about how to connect emotionally with readers - and low and behold here is a great example!

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  12. Jill, your photographs and insights are fabulous ... I will try and stop by more often ... oh life gets so busy but it's about stopping to smell the roses - yes :)

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  13. What a beautiful poem your Mum wrote - I see where you get your writing prowess Jill. How special and meaningful to place your Muum's ashes there. And I love the pics of your grandson with the blue jacket and the black and white ...

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  14. My emotions were very mixed as I enjoyed reading this beautiful post, sure it must have been hard for you to write. Worthwhile though Jill as it is a wonderful tribute to family.

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  15. Hi Jill,
    I'm so glad you directed me to the photo of the tree and the legend that went with it. Such a touching time and I feel honored to peer into the moment via your photo.
    You've been a bright spot in my year, Jill. I'm very thankful for you. I wish you and your family a very Merry Christmas. I'll be in touch when I get back.
    Hugs from the porch.
    Linda

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