Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Sunday 28 June 2020

Sunday Selections #487



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

Huge thanks to Cie who gave me this wonderful Sunday Selections image.
  
The meme was then continued by River at Drifting through life.  Sadly she has now stepped aside (though she will join us some weeks), and I have accepted the mantle.
 
The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to me. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen. 
 
I usually run with a theme. This week ( just for a change you understand) I am returning to my usual birdie/garden/skyscape obsessions.

Starting with birds.  Late last week on a foggy morning I needed to go to a rarely visited towncentre to see a specialist.  We took a wrong turn and one of Belconnen's pieces of public art loomed large.  So I took a photo.


This owl has been the subject of much controversy and more than a few complaints.  Some see it as a phallic image rather than a bird...  I can see that, but enjoy the owlishness anyway.

We have been enjoying the birds at home too.  Coloured birds.




 However this week we have been focussing on a new visitor.


Their white-wings are only evident when they fly, but the red eye (which becomes brighter when they are excited) has been very evident.  They have been arriving in a flock of six and having a wonderful time rummaging through the leaf litter.  They seem happy to eat seeds, insects and I watched one having a fine time bashing a snail shell against the ground (and a tree trunk) to get at the delicacy within.





And of course the sky continues to delight me.




And just a few shots from the garden.





I do hope that this post works.  I have braved New Blogger.  It is slow, it is cumbersome but I think/hope it worked.

Last week I said that the Jazzman was not well.  Thank you to all those who asked about him.  It appears to be a flare-up of his pancreatitis.  He has antibiotics (which he resents taking) and appetite stimulants (ditto).  We bleed, he purrs.  He is mostly doing better than he was and we are in watch and wait mode.

Stay well, stay safe.

Sunday 21 June 2020

Sunday Selections #486



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

Huge thanks to Cie who gave me this wonderful Sunday Selections image.
  
The meme was then continued by River at Drifting through life.  Sadly she has now stepped aside (though she will join us some weeks), and I have accepted the mantle.
 
The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to me. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen. 
 
I usually run with a theme.  This week I am branching out a bit.  It occurred to me that I almost never show the urban side of my city, so I took my camera with me when I went to do my shift at Lifeline.


This building is being constructed right beside a bus interchange.  And as the photographs beneath this first one show it is going to be exclusive apartments and I think a hotel.  I really don't understand why they are building in that spot though.  The rooms on the top levels would have nice views but the ones lower down would definitely not.



Some snippets from inside the first shopping centre.




 I have become more alert to store door handles since seeing the dachshund handle in town a few weeks back.

Into the city proper.  It was early when I took these photos and we are still only gradually emerging from lockdown - hence the lack of people.






The statue of Ethos stands outside our Legislative Assembly.  Her uplifted wings apparently represent the spirit of the community.







 Pedestrians have right of way on this street in the inner city - which works surprisingly well.







Even in the city there are green spaces.  This one often has crimson rosellas singing in the trees.


The statue represents our servicemen (in this case though some are women) and the separation from their families.  It is carved from a single block of granite (sourced in Victoria).






Heading home again now.  And definitely much more in my comfort zone.







I hope that your week to come is safe, happy and splattered with beauty.