Where the desert greets a river,
Drought ends can you figure,
How the new plants can thrive,
Where nothing once was alive,
It’s a short time I know,
The Pig Face has a glow,
I am a bush tucker man today,
Reaping in that hay,
While the all around its clear,
Rain oh rain has been here,
Let’s enjoy the Darling River,
Where it meets the Murray I shiver,
This land of ours is old,
Bush food stands out so bold,
Teach me about a land of plenty,
Without it my life is empty.
(c) P F Hughes
poem and photography of the Pig Face plants at the Wentworth sandhills October 2012.
Special thanks to Major Les Hiddens for inspiration.
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