You can imagine how it felt seeing the clouds pouring over the top of the hills like waves spilling over... and knowing that in Noongar ways this cloud formation means someone is going to Noitch (die)...
After spending time with the elders on site over the weekend
sharing laughter and yarns
I hoped it wasn't time for one of them to leave...
not when there's still so much to learn
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