Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Sunday 30 September 2012

Sunday Selections #89

Sunday Selections, was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock,  as an ongoing theme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files. 

The theme is now continued by  River at Drifting through life.

The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.

Like River I generally run with a theme. This week the garden has been going gang-busters.  As have the weeds.  I have been ignoring the weeds and carefully not photographing them either.  Everything else?  My trigger finger was getting sore.  And there are more things out each day.  Which is just as well - the cockatoos (bless their black hearts) have been snapping the tulip flowers off as they open.  Hiss and spit.
























And this is the vase filled with some of the tulips that the cockatoos beheaded.  None of them were left with stems more than two inches long.


Thursday 27 September 2012

Oh.

Some of you will remember that a little while ago Ginne and Marcie of Vision and Verb invited me to do a guest post.  You will also remember that I was flabber and ghasted. 

I am now gob and smacked.  Ginnie and Marcie have invited me to join the collaborators at Vison and Verb and post with them every three weeks.   The women 'at the table' bring an incredible range of talent and experience and I am honoured to be asked to join them.


Sunday 23 September 2012

Sunday Selections #88

Sunday Selections, was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock,  as an ongoing theme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files. 

The theme is now continued by  River at Drifting through life.

The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.

Like River I generally run with a theme.  Earlier this week a corella came to visit.  He wasn't shy at all, and allowed us to get within two or three feet away.  The corella had his back turned initially but sloooowly turned around to look almost directly at us, appearing to be almost as interested in us as we were in him.  A treat.







Thursday 20 September 2012

Photo Prompt 20

The lovely Delores at thefeatherednest created a wonderful meme.  Each Monday anyone who wished to play would post a photograph.  Anyone was welcome to take that photograph and put up a post inspired by that photo, or to critique other people's posts.  Life has got in her way so Delores is retiring this meme until May of next year.

I participated a few times and then life got in my way.  However, on hearing that this was the last opportunity for a while I have made time.

This first image was posted by Delores herself.  She told us that the photograph is of her father.  I hope and trust that I am not treading on any toes here.



'You can't make me'.
'What can't I make you do?'
'Anything.  You are not the boss of me'
'So there.'

The second image was provided by Susan Kane of thecontemplativecat.


It is three twenty six on a sunny September afternoon.  And it will stay three twenty six and nothing will move, nothing will grow and nothing will prosper until my conditions are met.
Firstly the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter ( I am a traditionalist you know) must enter town by the western gate.
She must arrive on foot in a September with a blue moon.
On the day of that blue moon at three twenty six precisely she must greet by name the seagulls caught in flight overhead.

If these conditions are not met, time will stay stopped forever...

Sunday 16 September 2012

Sunday Selections #87

Sunday Selections, was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock,  as an ongoing theme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files. 

The theme is now continued by  River at Drifting through life.

The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.

I am being a bit lazy this week.  Just the one photo.  Well two.  Doesn't he think he is just Lord Muck?  That position, warming his belly on the fish tank light is a particular favourite.  He also likes to peer around daffodils.





Thursday 13 September 2012

Spring has sprung

Each Spring my father would recite the following piece of doggerel - which may have been created by Ogden Nash, or perhaps by ee Cummings.

Spring has sprung
The grass is riz
I wonder where them birdies is?
The bird is on the wing
That's absurd
The wing is on the bird.


He got a lot of fun out of it regardless of who wrote it, and it is one of those small things which trigger memories of him each year.  And this is a better memory than some.

Spring has certainly sprung here - and has more springing to do.  Late daffodils, iris (dutch and bearded), many more tulips, magnolia and blossom trees still to come.  Wonderful.