Adjusting to the sun’s southern exposure

I’m reminded of the differences between home and Australia daily.  No huntsmen spiders or tiger snakes is one of them.  Instead, I hear coyotes howling when I am in the hot tub and wonder what their plans are.  The night sky is different.  Orion is not a saucepan but is once again a sword bearing hunter.  We no longer look for the Southern Cross and the pointers to find south but use the Big Dipper as a guide to the North Star.  During the day, I have to remind myself that the sun comes from the south, no longer from the north.  I still don’t even know how the toilets flush here or there.  We’re trying to extend our healthy eating habits by investing in a local Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) where we can get organic vegetables, meat and dairy products.

Scarlet Tanager

Yesterday, I enjoyed a walk with friends on a trail (not a track) led by naturalists on the Champlain Area Trail System (CATS).  When we stopped chatting long enough to listen, we had lots of sites, plants and birds pointed out along the way.  Here’s a red bird.  It’s not a Beautiful Fire Tail or a European Goldfinch,  or a Black Swan.  It’s a Scarlet Tanager.  It flew around the branches over our heads and belted out a beautiful song.

Many wildflowers were pointed out along the way as they began to bud but their names elude me.  These were pretty yellow flowers.

4 thoughts on “Adjusting to the sun’s southern exposure

  1. Pretty yellow flowers are Marsh Marigolds. What a spectacular display it was. Away from the lake we only saw buds today.

  2. I like the way Deal Island (and Australia) has left an impression on you. Do you feel that you’re looking at your own home with fresh eyes?

    • Yes. First, it’s easy for me to find beauty wherever I am. But now I can view the world from a different perspective, the night sky, driving, vocabulary, sense of humor and embrace the idea that you work to live and not vice versa. That’s always been my philosophy but it was nice to find so many like minded souls. And let’s not forget knitting groups who meet in a pub!

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