Getting nearer the forest, i could see the Weddin Mountains that i think are part of a national Park here.
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Dan & Brent just drove past delivering a bobcat to another site for their boss. Just wanted to check I was ok, and to cheer me on. Then we kept going.
Would you believe it.. Gilbert, who stopped and chatted yesterday just drove up (the same direction as me) in a truck
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this time with some ewes to take to his farm between Grenfell & Cowra.
I got a better picture of him today!
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Gilbert told me that when he was a kid, his grandfather who was a blade shearer, would ride (@70yrs old) on his pushbike from Yass to Qld (I think he said it took a month either way?) to shear up there.
I wonder if that was connected with the shearers run, that ol'mate (who was travelling up to Texas in Qld, to re-enact) told me about on my way towards Oaklands?
I want to open up this kind of pilgrimage for others too. In the past (doing Tassy) a mate or two joined me for a hundred Km or two, or a week or two. They say it was memorable for them too. They've got young families now.
What a lovely afternoon for a walk!
Cool air (but not cold).
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These pictures are so inadequate. This next is on the right:
(There are other options to looking at pictures on a screen.)
I rang Grenfell's Albion Hotel and, with bad reception, repeating everything a few times, i think Ardi understood I'm not coming tonight, but will come for both Sat and Sunday nights.
I got to the trolley, found it, - after a while, of walking up and down. Set up camp and texted suggesting if Dan & Brent finish work out here, with time, they're welcome to pop in for a cuppa. Then it started spitting. If it is wet it mightn't be so nice in the rain. I got a text back saying they might even grab some beers… we'll see what happens, … by the method of … seeing what happens.
Goodness is a-foot, It's fun watching on!
Meanwhile the only place safe from the mozzies is in the tent,
so i'll stay in here, until i know more…
Well, about 5:00ish they arrived and I stoked the cooking fire up a bit. They had some cold drinks to share. We talked about everything under the sun. Around the fire:
They were called up to work tomorrow. Monday is expected to be wetter. It started spitting again, and they headed off around 7pm after a few hours, back to get some tucker at the Bribaree Hotel.
Thanks fellows!
OLD TO NEW WORLD VIEW
Despite that science tells us "This world is
not what it seems on outside, to the feel,
with layers upon layers forming things",
I still believe that our ol' world is real.
Our scientific story tells us that
despite what we all see here (think we "know"),
there's layers of "community" which mat
together, and which interleave.. (quite so):《1》
Inside, within each body, making up
the living ones, are individu'l "cells",
or living creatures that can be corrupt-
ed, or combined to make a host where dwells
the multicelled "community" we see
that's planted right before us "on" (or "in")
our ground of being. Even you and me.
And these can be disrupted or can win!
The ways that these communities would seize
things 'round about to aid their tiny parts,
to work together: shelter, feed, and ease
their life, to bring a thriving from their starts,
are called in this Our world "to feed", & "clothe
and shelter", self or fam'ly, other lives.
The old words from Our world that covered both
are "love", & then there's "peace"- which meant "life thrives".
But smaller yet, each body that exists,
of rocks, or gasses, animals or plants;
(and irrespective of "life" tagged to its
existence as an entity, per chance..)
is made of smaller atoms, molecules,
or other things that kind of are like "seas".
But smaller yet (these aren't just words of fools)
are forces "circling", balancing with ease.
Where either particles or waves "impart"
existence to those higher levels too.
But here we haven't even made a start
on bigger things, like Galaxies and U-
ni-verse, or other categ'ries rehearsed,
like Supernova, Nebulae, and Giants,
Dwarves, and other stars that shoot and burst,
to cook up compounds, elements and ions
from which all of the rest can start to "be".
Invisible dimensions in this way
we start to understand, and maybe "see"
within our "mind's eye" - as they used to say.
But still our story makes more sense, or less
of all dimensions we've encountered here,
since we were born - to order and to mess,
with this ol' world. - And this is where I cheer
myself as I move on, and others too.
The world we "started" in, that let us learn
about dimensions and these worlds that you
have just now been reminded of, don't spearn!
The story that's apparent: God made this
whole world with more dimensions than you'd poke
at with a stick, does not seem so remiss
and starts to look less like it was a joke!
"The best is yet to come", as AA found
in fact, through living in this re-al world.
And there's a higher power hanging round
to see if we would reach out and be curled
within the love of biggest Dad, or Mum,
and let the Great Creator's fam-il-y
look after us and grow us, and then some..
towards more of a nature that is free
to love back, as we have ourselves been loved.
And that's why most religions in this world
admire, and think good-life was surely gloved
within the life, that we have mostly hurled
our insults at, and blamed him for our faults
and misdemeanours, laziness, and such.
It's him I would commend to you. Us dolts,
we killed the model human God loved much -
the second Adarm (and would kill his Eve,
that God brings from him while he's "not around").
In jealousy and ignorance, we'd weave
a net to catch them yet, like beasts been found
and named. So if you ask me to I'll tell
the story of the glory of God "THERE",
who loves his kids, and wants them to do well,
take on creative love, and learn to share.
《1》 physically enact this by interleaving the fingers from each hand with those of the other
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