gunyah

Updated: June 6, 2025

An old man, whose hair and beard were grizzled, and whose flesh was shrunk and withered, sat in the shade of his gunyah, gazing dreamily and wearily at the glowing ends of the sticks and the thin column of blue smoke which rose so steadily in the still air from them.

G. Firth Scott - Colonial Born: A tale of the Queensland bush