The photos in this post were taken at Dog Rocks, Victoria, Australia.   The traditional owners of this country are the Wathaurong aboriginal people.  I recognise and respect their continuing connection to this country and their cultural beliefs and practices.   This post is simply a reflection of how I felt when I visited Dog Rocks in October, 2019.

The  last time I went out to Dog Rocks  was the day after Uluru in the Northern Territory was closed to climbers.   I felt I wanted to honour the occasion somehow.   Ulura is a very long way from where I live so I went to the closest rock formation I know of.  One of my daughters came with me.

It was an unusually warm spring day when we visited.   We climbed the hill up to the rocky outcrop and found a wide rock ledge to sit on.   We sat there in quiet contemplation  from some time.   A hawk appeared as if from nowhere.   It gave a loud cry as it flew over our heads then flew off in a north westerly direction.    It felt like confirmation that our presence on those rock at that time was not unwelcome.

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