These look a bit like the kind of roots growing from Tardi’s heels and elbows … minus the washing pegs marking out root regions. This photo from IAP – Institute for Applied Plant Biology

These look a bit like the kind of roots growing from Tardi’s heels and elbows … minus the washing pegs marking out root regions. This photo from IAP – Institute for Applied Plant Biology

Photo by Emily Miranda, featuring Cairns wetlands (North Queensland, Australia), not the kind of mangroves I imagined for this chapter … here, in the photo, the trees are taller. Down in Northern New South Wales, the mangroves are about half the size. And here, there will be crocodiles.

The bamboo grove I was thinking of when I wrote this chapter, looks just like this … though I did shift it a bit. There’s that bit of land by the creek near Azalea Bridge, across the water from Mullum High School. A lovely sunny spot in the afternoon. …

Another two short chapters … This image has been made over from something completely different that I have used before … you may even recognize it. The ability to change an image utterly with just a few slide buttons, is a thing I love about the possibilities of even very simple software such as Preview.
The Well …

To celebrate electric trucks … a screenshot from https://www.trucksales.com.au/editorial/details/electric-truck-guide-whats-available-in-australia-150315/ Unfortunately couldn’t find one with an Australian number plate.

Two chapters because Mongrel 15 is quite short. Enjoy …
This cloud front is racing north …

And appears to stretch all the way from east to west . Not that I can see the westerly end …

Times like these I wish I could see from the top floor westerly fire escape balcony without having to walk all the way down to the ground floor and catch the lift back up to level 2.
Going in the elevators during a thunderstorm seems quite risky. What if there’s a power cut? Not only that, I don’t think my knees would cope descending nine floors.
The cloud is gone, but it is raining. Just a light shower emanating from the white clouds left behind. Turning into a sun shower …

The only time in my life that I’ve ever risked looking directly at the sun was in 2019 when bush-fire smoke made that possible. Here the sun setting behind Chincogan or more popularly known as ‘Chinnie’. A little relationship to the story so far.
