EPISODE 10 - Highlands morning...
I hope you all had a nice May Day celebration. I used to hate all that
dancing around the Maypole myself. Always seemed to end up being tied
to the bloomin` Maypole! Did you have a Maypole? The exciting thing
about May was always the thought, summer's almost here!! Lucky Duckies!
Our winter is about to start. For the last 24 hours we had beautiful
soft rain. You could almost hear the trees and shrubs sucking up the cool
moisture.
In the morning the rain had stopped and at sunrise the garden
looked just like a wonderland. Spider webs were beaded with water
droplets and with the sunlight behind them they glistened like diamonds
all over the webs. The trees had a misty white look about them.
I noticed a "flycatcher" bird, about the size of a sparrow, with jet black
wings and back,and a brilliant white chest, hovering and picking off the
trapped flies and moths from the web.I bet the spiders were
annoyed about that! The bird has quite a funny song,"scissors,
scissors". Can you make that sound?
My normal morning routine. Magpies make a heck of a din, whistling and
cawing. They have to stretch their necks upwards to do it! "Come on Gerry! Get up lazy bones!
We want our tucker!" (OZ food). "Peep! peep!" go the Rosella parrots.
"What about our breakfast?" I open the front door, who should hop in? Tiny wrens
waggling their tails. "Where`s our cheese?" Blimey! they keep me
poor!!
Then I take the Pug dogs for a walk/run. They commence the normal
Pug antics. Tuck their tails down and go like bloomin` jet fighters in
circles, bumping into trees which shower them with water.Then they grin
at me as if to say "What did you do that for?"
Whilst we are doing this my resident swallows (I thought they were supposed to bloomin` migrate!)
show off; flying at incredible speeds, looping the loop and returning to
their (MY!!) nests. I've got five nests in the shed and eaves of the house. They
don`t half make a mess on my car. They never migrate!!!
Above, as all this is happening, Wedge-tailed eagles are soaring then diving. They pull
up into a stall, and just seem to stop hundreds of feet above the ground! -
show off`s!
The Galahs pulled off the old trick during the first shower of rain.Hanging upside
down by one leg and washing under their armpits! More bloomin` show off`s.Why can`t I do that?
Well I had better run. Bye for now, Gerry. 19° - yes - 19°C. Out with the long johns, eh?
- Galah - rose-breasted, grey-backed cockatoo - (or slang for fool, simpleton).