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Oz Easter
In Oct we carved a jack-o-lantern and chucked the seeds over the deck. All summer long massive pumpkin patch erupted where we pitched the seeds. The pumpkins are now ripe and ready for carving. We’ve got the seasons a little upside down in Oz so, we carved an Easter pumpkin.
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Legend of the Moonah Tree
A long time ago on Churchill Island, a place of special dreaming, lived the Bunurong People. Among the Bunurong lived a boy and girl who had fallen in love. They spent every minute tightly embraced in each others arms.They were so smitten with each other that they neglected their chores and duties. The mother’s of the tribe told the girl to pull her weight and help out. They warned her several times. The boy was likewise warned by the male elders who said he was getting lazy and neglecting his people. Eventually the women folk had enough of the girl always disappearing. She was banished from the tribe. At the same time, the boy was sent away by the elders. They were both very distressed and ran to the highest hill on the island. Upon seeing each other they fell into each’s arms. At once they were frozen in their embrace and branches sprouted from their hair and tiny leaves formed on the tips. From that time on, they were called Moonar’mia, or the Moonah tree. They can still be seen today in their embrace as can all their Moonah babies on Churchill Island.
Note – I could not find a written record of this Bunurong story. This is my own personal interpretation of this story. I’d welcome any other versions. regards, dale
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