I have no idea if the phrase “Ducks on the Pond” has a colloquial meaning outside Australia. If it does not, then I should explain that for many years women did not have much of a rôle in a shearing shed. Nowadays there are female woolclassers, roustabouts, pressers and increasingly a random shearer. But, back then, there was always a warning given if a woman … Continue reading Ducks on the Pond.
Actually the Superb Blue Fairy Wrens is decidedly promiscuous. The wife is. In order to have the best chance of producing virile babies she will roam all over the place looking for many mates. She then discards them callously and probably flits away with a sly smirk on her face. Continue reading Blue Wren – Husband and Wife.
The other day when there was a gentle lifting of the Covid lockdown I took the opportunity to go fo a drive. I spied a Kookaburra on a powerline and did a U-turn and then crept quietly and got the shot I wanted to. I was so pleased. But, and here’s the rub, at a similar time my daughter CJ went for a compulsory exercise … Continue reading Kookaburra
What do you do when you don’t want to have to think about it? Post old photos at random that’s what. Continue reading Cold, wet, gloomy.
Warning. Political incorrectness. Tasmanian Devil, Glossy Ibis, Royal Spoonbill, Radjah Shelduck, Emu ( ee-mm-you NEVER eemoo), Crimson Rosella, Tawny Frogmouth, Koala (This is not a bear.) Unfortunately some of these are locked in cages. The Rosellas aren’t. Please have a safe and uneventful day. Continue reading Birds and a friend
Is it the Black-winged stilt or the Black-necked stilt? It doesn’t really matter, does it. Himantopus himantopus Recurvirostridae I like the patterns made with the bird and the reflection. I took these in the old saltpans in Geelong. As you can imagine with our climate salt is very easy to get. But I noticed just a minute ago that the salt was flowing out … Continue reading Black-winged stilt
Can’t do much these days so I’ve been sorting through my photographs. Here be birds. (Two Ethiopian and one migrant) Continue reading Birds.Birds.Birds.
Apart from a few phone calls this is the only way we can communicate because we put something out there and get comments back. It’s quite effective actually. That’s it for now. Continue reading Contact!
When you can’t go out and take photos and the muse has drowned at sea and you what to say hello to your friends then maybe just a photo or two from my back “cattle dog”. Continue reading When you can’t go out.
Outside my door. The leaves have started to turn From green to yellow or brown – Some to red. It depends on the tree. Last night the wind blew Cold From the west and outside my door In the corner where the wall turns The leaves had collected In an ugly heap. And in the ugly skeleton of a tall maple Was a … Continue reading The Skeleton