
Counting regent honeyeaters in the Chiltern ironbark
The forest at the edge of town looks like nothing much. It holds one of the rarest birds in the country, and twice a year people go out and count them.
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Chiltern Journal
Journal entries tagged "History".

The forest at the edge of town looks like nothing much. It holds one of the rarest birds in the country, and twice a year people go out and count them.
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In 1974 a Disney crew gravelled Chiltern's main street, took the signs down and filmed the town as a place called Barambogie. What changed, and what stayed.
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Out toward Rutherglen the old vines are waking up. What budburst looks like, why it happens in a set order, and the frost that still has to be watched for.
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Late in winter a yellow comes into the scrub along the roads out of town. The golden wattle, the forest it grows in, and the day in September named after it.
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A novelist who wrote under a man's name spent eighteen months of her childhood in Chiltern. The house she lived in is still standing on Victoria Street.
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Through the cold months the town empties out on a Saturday and gathers at one ground. Country football and netball, the Chiltern Swans, and the red and the white.
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Under the oak trees of the north-east, in the coldest weeks of the year, a rare crop is being lifted from the ground. The winter truffle, and the dogs that find it.
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In the cold middle of the year, a good part of the country sits down to a second Christmas. Where the mid-winter feast came from, and why it makes sense in July.
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The Australian meat pie came out with the British, fed the goldfields, and never left. A short history of a cold-weather habit, and the plain pie at our door.
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