Peter’s Blog

I need to place on record my feeling that overwhelmingly throughout my life, my contact with my fellow men, women and children has been a total delight.
It is a recurring pleasure which I experience each day and is among the precious things which makes my life rewarding and worth living, not least because moments of the keenest enjoyment can as readily occur with a complete stranger as with family and friends.

 


 

The Film Diary includes photos as well as video frames because it contains the blog’s biodiversity content. It is also the blog’s second biggest category, after Other. The video content dates from 2008 to 2021, when I ceased videoing. The photographs date from 2014 to the present.

 

The Brisbane Line was the e-bulletin of the now defunct Brisbane Institute, to which I contributed the articles featured, between 2006 and 2012.

 

Not The Brisbane Line contains my other essays from 2005 to the present.

 


 

A cherished dream, my book   One small place on earth …  discovering biodiversity where you are,   self-published in August 2019, has been long in the making. Jan Watson created its design template nine years ago. The idea of doing a book seems to have occurred during my stay with Clive Tempest, the website’s first architect, when I was visiting the UK in 2006. By the time Steve Guttormsen and I began sustained work on the book in 2017, much of which I had already written, the imperative was to create a hard copy version of a project whose content is otherwise entirely digital.

 


 

People may wonder why there is little mention of climate change – global warming on my website. There are two related reasons. Firstly, if former Australian Prime Minister Kevin Rudd’s 2007 remark that climate change is the “great moral, environmental and economic challenge of our age” is true, we have not acted accordingly before or since. Rudd’s statement is only true if we collectively live as if it is true, Rudd included. Instead, our politics has wasted decades favouring business as usual, and a global economy excessively dependent on fossil fuels – in the wilful absence of a politics intent on achieving a low carbon economy. Secondly, although it is open to individuals to strive to live the truth of Rudd’s remarks, the vast majority of people, myself included, do not. I salute those who do. The precautionary principle alone makes me regard climate change as a current planetary crisis, but because I have only marginally changed the way I live, and still wish to fly, I am not inclined to pontificate on the subject.

 


 

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Other / 23.10.2021

We are experiencing an infestation of European garden snails. They like the wheelie bins we use for garden waste, but are particularly fond of our letterboxes with their paper contents. The contractor who cuts the lawn and trims the hedges left an invoice in my letterbox, the day before bin night, which is the only time I open it because I have a post office box for my mail. There was just enough of the invoice left for me to post it for payment, to our building manager.

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My Travels / 14.10.2021

Decades after being smitten by a photo of Ayer’s Rock (now named Uluru), I first glimpsed it as we landed at Connellan Airport after flying from Brisbane on October 10. Alas, cloud hid the red centre, which I longed to see. I was travelling with Simon and Nicole. Such family time is all the more precious at my age. Ayer’s Rock Resort is built below the height of the sand dunes, which, with sand plains harbouring salt pans, and the three immense rock outcrops of Uluru, Kata Tjuta and Mount Conner, define this part of Australia. An excellent guide book I bought at Ayer’s Rock Resort cited a dune height of 13 metres, whereas our helicopter pilot quoted 16 metres.  Although the terrain is semi-arid, vegetation abounds – mainly mulga and desert oak trees and spinifex grass, with mallee and river red gum trees and various other shrubs and flowering plants – giving the land a pleasingly verdant appearance. Mulga trees and bushes are noted for their ability to collect water, whereas the rolled leaf of spinifex grass reduces the amount of water lost to the atmosphere. Spinifex is not nutritious for stock but it provides a good habitat… Read Complete Text

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Film Diary / 06.10.2021

This morning I photographed a tiny moth at the garage. It was a bit above head high, so I returned with my step ladder after mid-day, by when the moth and the sun had shifted their positions. The moth was still above head high. With the aid of the stepladder, I managed to get closer shots of it. The moth was promptly identified as a male Apple Looper. PS Amazingly, next day, at the same location, I photographed a female. The moths have a wingspan of only 15 mm. PPS Re the 28.9.21 post – this afternoon I used my stopwatch to time walking from the metal railing in Driscoll Lane to my place, opening and closing the padlock at our back gate, picking up my camera three floors up, and driving my car from my garage to the metal railing. I never reckoned how much more than five minutes it would take. I stopped the watch at 9 minutes 6.55 seconds.

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Film Diary / 28.09.2021

It must be Spring, well, really, it’s Driscoll Lane giving of its abundance again. This morning I stopped to admire a beautiful weevil on the metal railing, regretting that I wasn’t carrying my camera. There were two more creatures on the move nearby. One was a gem of a ladybird, the other, a yellow inchworm. I returned with camera and photographed the weevil, but the ladybird was whizzing along, so I turned my attention to it and took several shots, as best I could. By the time I was ready to take more photos of the weevil, it had vanished, so I photographed the inchworm again. The metal railing is proving to be a wonderful resource as a long pathway for small creatures. I reckon it takes more than five minutes for me to return by car with my camera, yet this is the second time in just over a month that I have been able to photograph a subject I saw on my walk when I didn’t have my camera with me. PS The replies from the two experts I consulted were (a) that the inchworm could not be identified beyond the family to which all 23,000 described… Read Complete Text

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Other / 09.09.2021

Around lunchtime I parked at the dry cleaner’s in Upton Street in Surfers Paradise to collect a woollen blanket. As I returned to the car, I couldn’t believe my eyes. The car next but one to mine was a Burgundy Honda HRV, number plate 105 VUV. My car is a silver Honda HRV, number plate 106 VUV. Where were you when you were needed 107 VUV?

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Not The Brisbane Line, Other / 03.09.2021

In 1987 I came straight from London to Tamborine Mountain in subtropical south east Queensland – some twenty-two kilometres from the Pacific Ocean as the crow flies – and have lived there for the past thirty-four years. I was bowled over by the natural abundance and exuberance of the place — by the brilliant colours of the birds, the size and profuse growth of the vegetation and, above all, the alien beauty of the rainforest. I had not long been here when I visited nearby Lamington National Park and went for a walk on one of its many trails. Someone I happened to tell of my visit, remarked that there were areas in the park where no human foot had trodden.

This had an enormous impact on me, newly arrived from Great Britain, which, according to Paul Theroux, is the most minutely transacted, walked on, documented and recorded spot on the globe. For millennia its land has been bought and sold, mined, built on, fought over, grazed, farmed, re-arranged, hunted on, dug up, charted and mapped. It has been written about in poetry and prose, it has been drawn and painted, photographed and filmed and had music written… Read Complete Text