Mountain Songs

The sun setting in the west casts’ shadows long and blue in the tall grass. Golden hour has begun. She highlights the cobwebs which lace the Eucalypts. Cicadas sing in my ears and I can spy a Wedgetail eagle circling nearby. Does he see dinner below?

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Rebecca Rath
Snakes, Spiders and a Painter’s Eye

I close my eyes and feel the warm sun on my back, the circling sound of the wind in the grass and the sweep of my brush. There is nothing more tranquil, peaceful and wildly free than being in the Australian bush and painting her splendor.

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Rebecca Rath
Keeping up the Tradition.

En plein air (French pronunciation: [ɑ̃ plɛn ɛʁ]) is a French expression which means "in the open air" and is particularly used to describe the act of painting outdoors, which is also called peinture sur le motif ("painting of the object(s) or what the eye actually sees") in French. It has its roots in the Impressionist movement (late 1800s) with Monet & Van Gogh but can be dated earlier with the Romantic Period (early 1800s) with Constable.

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Rebecca Rath
Has the Internet hampered our chances for creativity?

It has been raining for the past few days. Although it is good for the water tank and our vines, it also means bad internet reception. Bad internet reception equals no WiFi which means limited smart devices and emails. It's great at home as we get back to basics. The board games come out after dinner and a disco can spontaneously start in the lounge room. Kids laugh, the dog barks and we sit back and watch the raucous.

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Rebecca Rath
Rain rain don't go away.

I love the rain. It sounds beautiful on the tin roof. I can hear its melody now as I write this blog. The plants thrive, frogs croak and our tanks fill with precious water. You miss it when it doesn’t come especially after bouts of dry weather.

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Rebecca Rath