SHADOWS ON THE HILL

The river stretches a braided thread of silver along the valley floor. Morning in the High Country. On a hillside far above the Phantom River, a musterer gives his sheepdogs a command: “Speak up!” His four black and tan huntaways immediately set up a cacophony of loud barking. The musterer joins in with his own… Continue reading SHADOWS ON THE HILL

HIGH COUNTRY HOMES

Originally posted on CurseOfTheTraveller:
? ? So and no otherwise Hillmen desire their Hills. – Rudyard Kipling, The Sea and the Hills. Dawn in Pleasant Gully. The Te Moana River chatters in its bed of stones.  A bellbird drops limpid notes from the cover of a broadleaf tree.  Wisps of fog hang in the bushy…