I mostly think there ARE no ghosts, aliens, bigfeet, nessies, pixies, fairies, dragons, panthers, bunyips etc because now that everyone has a camera on their phone, still nonetheless no-one has a photo of one. Howsomever, I spent a good hour trying to get a good snap of one of these little fellas in the […]
This pair of swallows has nested in our garage for maybe twenty years. Once again this year they have raised four young. Other descendants nest in other sheds, in the old dog-houses on the hill, under the verandah, in an under-road stream pipe below the house & etc. Every year they go away, maybe all
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by; And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking, And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn
After we closed the shop at lunchtime we went across to Sale and spent the afternoon walking along some of its dozens of kilometres of amazing wetland walking paths which would take days to fully explore: Gippsland’s ‘Everglades’! What a gem, whose existence is almost certainly a secret to most people. You should give it
My new camera is allowing me to make a bit of a collection/study of these guys. We are lucky enough to have over a hundred species of birds visit our garden from time to time, so it will take a while to get a (complete) collection together, but here’s a start:
Thanks to my children I received a new (birthday) pocket camera, a Nikon S7000 with 16 Megapixels and 20X zoom which weighs 162 grams complete with battery, micro SD card and wrist strap. I may now get a chance to take (& post) some snaps of astonishing things I sometimes see in the bush which
As Charles Kingsley said, ‘No-one can say water babies don’t exist because no-one ever saw one not existing’! But look at this beauty come all the way from ‘God Know Where’ to die on our roadside at the back of our farm. I found it yesterday afternoon whilst fixing the back fence. At first I
It is now common to encounter deer sign on our evening walks though when we moved here a quarter century ago it was exceeding rare: you could search all day for sign and yet be in doubt. Now FOUR species of deer inhabit the forests behind us: red, sambar, fallow and hog deer. During WW1
On Sunday I noticed one of these (a Grey Butcher Bird) killing one of these (an Indian Spotted Dove) as I emerged from my shift at the Yinnar General Store. The former are fearsome predators of small birds and other critters, often impaling their carcasses on branches, etc in order to devour them later, but
