Reconnecting with nature and community in the inner city.
Woomera use to have 6000 residents, but then in dwindled to 2000 last year and now it is down to about 200. The houses on this site were all pulled down and now all that is left are remnants of driveways and little treasures like this piece of warped leggo hidden in the dirt.
Our friend Dee said that the creek mud made her skin feel 5 years younger.
A few early sessions before sunrise, painting by feel rather than sight and lots of dancing into the night at the local pub. How lucky can you get?
We wondered around the town, there sure were a lot of rockets in random places. I think Woomera is particularly proud of their rocket museum 
. Every now and again we’d come upon strange remnants of occupation in what just looks like an empty site od sand and scrub: pegs, toy soldiers, buttons. We heard that there was a bird sanctuary on the outskirts and went exploring. The sanctuary consisted of a large manicured lawn with roses all along the path. Roses in the desert! The birds seemed happy enough, but we felt so sorry for them in their little cages 
. When a flock of wild cockatoos flew overhead the caged birds all screamed. We made friends with one cockatoo in particular. He refused to speak except when we started to leave 
. Poor chook.
The image with the sign warning ‘keep off the grass ‘ is at the Woomera golfcourse. It must be like one giant sand trap.