October Field Day - Ring Tree Bend

Let the Bells Ring Loud

for Ring Tree Bend

Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye

(bell rings) (bell rings) (bell rings)

Let the bells ring loud

From Moana to the Mountains

(Well, a mid-size range of hills at least, in the east)

From the sea to the source

Of our resurrecting Pedler stream

Come next Sunday

We gather again in praise and homage of

Creeks. Yes, that’s right, Creeks

And drainage lines and streams

And rivulets, runnels and runoff

Of all things riparian and right

This time we gather at Ring Tree Bend

And may the bells ring loud on end

For the coming together of devoted volunteers

On hands and knees

To get rid of pesky feral trees

And any other things our team leaders ask, please

All the way we go to the Springs of Blewitt

Yes, I knew it

And so now, do we all

Give praise

90 Douglas Gully Road

Near the end of BMV’s world

But near the beginnings of our beloved creek

Or at least a tributary, sometimes with water knee deep

(And frogs too, needeep, needeep, needeep)

And what of Ring Tree Bend

Well, it’s on the mend

As well as being on a watercourse bend

And named after a tree, your see

A tree with a ring

Formed when two limbs joined

By nature, or culture, it cannot be a sure thing

But let no man (ahum, person) put asunder

But sure, we can be

Of a good feed with water, wine and glee

As the waters eventually find the sea

See you there!