The dynamics that dictate the ebb and flow of life in the desert Country, the timing and type of rain, the hot and cold times, they are changing.
The Great Victoria Desert near Cosmo Newbery, in Western Australia where I grew up, is a place where we could gather emu eggs at the right time, and find Marlu (red kangaroos) to feed the mob in the community with regularity.
Now, we see less rain in winter, so there is less of the favoured plants for emus to grow fat and lay eggs. While the hot, dry summers are putting pressure on the Marlu. My mob from all over the desert have been finding them dead under trees in the hottest times, making us worried that they will disappear from Country, like so many of the small animals that the older people remember, but now we only know from stories.
Yarning is a huge part of my culture. It is what keeps me grounded and connected to my mob. When I yarn to my family, they talk about the love of community, the work they are doing on Country and the effort it takes to stay in place, where they feel a sense of belonging.