That song which has the words … miracles and wonders… think it was Neil Young – came to life today … I took Bella for a long walk and as I crossed the creek on the little bridge I looked over and there was a figure bent over with a little hammer fossicking in the river bed. We chatted and he was looking for stones with plasma in them. Apparently green, solid and sometimes transparent – but after heavy rain is a good time to do what he was doing, the stones and pebbles are all stirred up and moved around….
Imagine, in Ipswich, coming across something so quirky and original, an old codger fossicking in the urban creek bed. It brought I left my Hat in Andamooka by Clifford Austin to my back door!! but with a difference. I recommend this book written in 1974 about the writer’s travels in the opal fields of Victoria and Queensland… It has been an inspiration to us for our future activity when we don’t have to work all the time.