Arrived at Bimblebox Nature Refuge

It is late and I am in my tent soaking up the absolute quiet.  The night sounds of tiny creatures are all around and the stars stretch clear and bright overhead.  We arrived after a couple of days of easy driving to this place, ancient and vibrant.  I cannot imagine it being destroyed to mine coal – it feels absurd and impossible to even consider it.

We passed a mob of red kangaroos lean and agile, russet coats, quite close to here.  Now all is quiet.  One year on so much has changed, yet this place breaths the ancient patterns of life.

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