Archive for: Gardens and Bushland

Feb 11th, 2009

Adrenalin nightcap

Earlier this evening I was suddenly seized with a craving for serious chocolate. I had no luck with my attempt to send Adam on a mission to the Guylian Cafe before he came home so when he got here, after 11pm, I decided to head out to the supermarket myself. Look, I wouldn’t have gone […]

Feb 9th, 2009

Pretty raindrops (and spider pic)

*Warning – post contains a photo of a fairly large spider* I almost walked into this going down the front path this morning. It’s been there, right on the edge of the path for about a week now, sometimes just a little too far over and whoever is first out the door of a morning […]

Jan 29th, 2009

All that nest building paid off

Remember our brush turkey neighbours and the enormous nest mound they built? It worked. This evening there were three juvenile brush turkeys wandering around in our backyard. They look even less interesting without the bright red heads and brilliant yellow necks of the adults and they really didn’t want me getting too close but I […]

Nov 23rd, 2008


I feel a little less safe from storms after today. Living, as we do, at the bottom of a gully, sheltered from the worst of the winds in the storms that come through this part of Sydney, I’ve always felt pretty safe even though we are surrounded by tress that, if they fell, would do […]

Nov 2nd, 2008

Kids and animals are a bugger to photograph

I started out this morning with the intent of having a decent photo of each of the kids and pets with which to illustrate the ever so fascinating story of my Sunday. I should know better than to make plans that depend on kids and animals behaving for a camera. The short version of my […]

Sep 19th, 2008

Beautiful plumage!

Our back deck has a number of regular visitors. There’s the rainbow lorikeets who cling to the fly screen and screech at us demanding breakfast. There’s the possum who comes every evening to clean up anything the birds leave behind. There’s the crimson rosella who with great daring braves the wrath of the lorikeets to […]