We Come From A Sunburnt Country

myawesomespace:

Wallaby - photo by Ravenari

These boats were welcomed by the government of the day.  

Post-war migrants arrive in Australia.

Aboriginal tent embassy in 1972.

nationaltrustwa:

Old Coolgardie, The Goldfields, Western Australia.

djgagnon asked: Really enjoyed that video up here in Canada.

It is very educational… 

gatic asked: Thanks cunt.

No wuckin’ forries.

gatic asked: You censored 'cunt'? That's unaustralian.

Too bloody right mate.

It’s how it came from the youtubes but it needs fixing.

Consider it done.

Australia Day - Yeah Cunt 

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fiercepancake:

Gold Coast Girl, 1973 by glen.h on Flickr.

my-ear-trumpet:

Wazup?

(Source: fatzgalore)

mariposima:

Photo taken last night by Richard Huynh of the spectacular natural lightshow that was going on during the Australia Day Perth Skyworks. (annual fireworks show).  I could see this from my house.  

mariposima:

Another photo of the lightning during the fireworks last night over the Swan River in Perth.  There was so much lightning… it was like nature saying “now THIS is how you do fireworks…”  Photo by Matt Titmanis.

thedailywhat:

Catch of the Day: Ball boy shows up both Federer and Nadal with an amazing catch during their Australian Open semifinal match.

[guyism.]

aserenia:

The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror -
The wide brown land for me!

A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.

Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die -
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.

Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold -
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.

An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land -
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand -
Though earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.

albertinho:

inevertoldyouwhatidoforaliving:

occupycityrail:

Happy Australia Day

THIS IS PERFECT

Aw man

Suddenly, sense of national pride.

(Source: figmentfigment)