No I am not the local serial killer, but your humble correspondent returning from a rapturous ramble on brown mallet breakaways. Although wildflowers are scarce this is a wonderful time of the year, with wandoos and brown mallets shedding their old bark to reveal gleaming cream and copper coloured trunks in the rising and setting sun.
If you sit on the Claypit Walk breakaway bench that overlooks Narrogin, you will notice that old grey-brown bark of the whipstick mallets is shedding in curly flakes to reveal smooth coppery new bark. Individual mallets vary in the process, and the normally uniform array of smooth stems has become a ragged array of shapes and colours. And to top it off, Golden orb weavers have webs there too. Oh bliss!
So abandon your bed, TV, or mind numbing You Tubes and embark on an early morning/evening pilgrimage to meditate amongst the mallets!
Om mani padme gum