The wind one morning sprang up from sleep,
Saying, “Now for a frolic! now for a leap!
Now for a madcap, galloping chase!
I’ll make a commotion in every place!”
(William Howitt, 18 December 1792 – 3 March 1879)
Now for a madcap, galloping chase!
I’ll make a commotion in every place!”
(William Howitt, 18 December 1792 – 3 March 1879)
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G’day,
We have had westerly gales blowing for several days down here. On Wednesday the ladies had to mark their ball quickly once it was on the green, otherwise it was likely to blow off. When I watered some of the dry greens the other night, I had to position some of the sprinklers 5 or 6 metres upwind of the green.

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The couple of mm of rain has been enough to cause some of the Horse-dung Fungi, (Pisolithus sp), to ‘sprout’. This stuff always amazes me. It seems to prefer such tough conditions. I’ve seen it growing in the middle of a vehicle wheel track on a bush road. On the golf course it comes up in bare hard ground on the sides of fairways and in the rough where nothing else can survive. Cutting a young specimen open yields another surprise - the interior is made of gold and black 'cells' - quite unlike other fungi apparently.



















































