In the garden


This morning as I sat drinking the first coffee of the day I was treated to the sight of a gorgeous, crimson-headed finch hopping through the trees. He was certainly in his Christmas finery. Squadrons of black cockatoos flew overhead making their distinctive call (think of an out-of-tune crow). They’re also distinctive in flight because they look rather like they’ve flown into a wall with their stubby-head profile.

Today is fine again but yesterday we had a good downpour following the heavy Wet Season clouds. Still not all that much rain or thunder and it’s still hot and humid.

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