bush-fires in April

We now have  bush-fires  in the Inman Valley,  or more specifically,  in the hills east of Yankalilla  in the southern Fleurieu Peninsula of South Australia.   As mentioned in an earlier post    there has been little to no rainful  in South Australia  this year, so  the land   is very dry; dry  to the point of being parched. Bush fires make the permanent impermanent. and evoke a pathos or heartbreaking.

We have experienced  some  sustained heat during these last few days in April, (Sunday 8th—Tuesday 10th inclusive): the  temperatures have been around 34 degrees C on the coast  along with the   hot and dry  northwesterly winds. These bush fire conditions are  unusual  for this time of  the year,  as these  are summer temperatures and conditions.

gull + granite

In these conditions  Kayla and I  need to start  walking in the morning before sunrise. We try   to take advantage of the early morning cloud cover that sits along the coast,. Cloud cover is important  as it gives me greater leeway to photograph the ephemeral and  the melancholy of the fleeting moment.  

The cloud cover starts to break up   around 8am  and it has disappeared  by 9am as we are finishing our breakfast.  The wind usually picks up between these two times. The days are then very bright and sunny,  and there has been little cloud cover  during  the late afternoon walks with Maleko.

coastal spinifex

We long for a change to some cooler weather  that brings some rain  from the south west. Rain at this stage of autumn  means life and renewal after the long dry summer months.

When I start to become bored with  walking the same places around Victor Harbor–which is what I do— I make a conscious effort to not focus on the shortcomings of the place, but rather  on the possibilities. The latter exist because the moments are never the same so there is alway something  different to explore.

This places the emphasis on impermanence or the transience of things and the walking cultivates a sensitivity to the transience of all things and it evokes a sadness  sadness at their passing. This is the Japanese idea of mono no aware with its sense of the  beauty of imperfection, impermanence, and shadow.