Bugsplat State Forest Block. 99
Some of you know me from years and years ago.
Today we went to Bugsplat State Forest 99, with 30 or 40 other bodies, to meet, at "a picnic" at Bugsplat State Forest 99 block, to see if we can't save it. It being so incredibly beautiful and full of endangered stuff, orchids and quokkas, and a gorgeous internationally renowned walk trail called The Bibbulmun Track. And Jarrah. And Marri. And Karri. And Snottygobble. And Karri Oak. And chudditch. And hovea. And flame pea. And coral vine. And crackerjack. And cycads.
And nice sexy Bibbulmun walkers who are an asset to any community they bless with their presence. (Did I say "sexy"? I'm sure I meant "stinky".)
Please send Margaret Thorsborne / Bob Brown / Peter Garett / Beer.
Please send love.
posted by Polysemous @ 9:32 PM
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4 Comments:
This bit?
NOOOoooooooo.....
And there was all this confusion because what it meant ( all that bush and that) wasn't something that could be put in words.
It wasn't communicable.
And the reasons for wanting all of it were innumerable and so sprung in the soles of their feet that no-one could find them but those who wanted it but who couldn't communicate what was incommunicable, becuase it was so sprung in the soles of their feet.....
How do you make someone love a flame pea or an ozzlewoot? OR a G. rhizomatosa for that matter.
I know that around here they make sure NOT to inform visitors of the endagered species since desciption has resulted in the tearing up of the last........
Love. No beer yet, but love.
I don't know about *sending* beer. But I could certainly *bring* beer. It might be a little while though.
Gray has bought beer. At MarriMatz. A box of Very Good Beer.
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