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 not so much, I am going with snippets from the last few weeks.
One block in our city has benefited from the generosity of the executives of the Canberra Airport and has recently acquired three new sculptures.
The first was this one.
Then this one.
And now the third one has been added. It is a much more abstract design. Please forgive me but for the moment I have no details about the sculpture's name or its artist.
This remarkably sinuous statue moves in the wind. On my first photo I was so amazed I forgot to take a video. When I went back a few weeks later there was no wind when I arrived in the early morning. And then I got lucky. On my return trip the wind had picked up AND my bus stopped at a traffic light beside the statue, so I have included a very short video (less than thirty seconds) of it drifting in the sky.
My next photos are of a sight I saw at home which worries me. Most of you are well aware that I delight in our birds. One morning a corella appeared what I can only describe as a 'cone of shame'.
I have no idea how it became wedged in this piece of discarded plastic and did feel shame at our careless ways. The corella could eat and it could fly but I do hope it managed to remove that cone very quickly. I have not seen it since.
Now to happier wildlife images. We headed down the lake for a kangaroo fix. I have often commented that our roos relax really, really well. I have rarely seen them quite as laid back/lazy as this big boy.
As you can see he was completely unperturbed by nearby people and was too tired to even lift his body to eat. Other nearby roos were fairly 'laxed too.
I am finishing up in our garden. Autumn is here. Frosts, and probably hard frosts, will happen soon. As always I wonder whether the tree dahlias will flower before a hard frost kills them (watch this space). In the meantime I am delighting in the very last of our tuberous begonias. They line the front veranda and always make me smile.
Not quite a frost - but very close...
In other gardening news in our usual unrestrained fashion both of us ordered copious quantities of spring flowering bulbs. As is also usual we did so without consultation. They have arrived. For the next few weeks we are going to be very busy indeed planting hundreds of bulbs and hoping for a bright and beautiful spring.
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.
The meme 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.
Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
Like
River I usually run with a theme. This has been a busy week, and the next couple will be too. So I am reverting to type.
A less than stellar shot (pun intentional) of the moon over a neighbour's home. Then the following day's dawn starting from the same angle.
It was a much more dramatic display than we usually see. The next photo is a much more common sight. And also very welcome.
The rainbow lorikeets are here so often we have started referring to them as Piggy and Grunter. Not only do they claim the apples for themselves (evicting much bigger birds) they sometimes demand the feeders as well, with some classic 'dog in the manger' behaviour. They evict other birds from the feeders and then realise that leaves the apples free. So they rush back to the apples. And the feeder. And the apples...
The other birds also give us immense pleasure.
A galah.
And a corella.
I am in full on gardening mode at the moment, planting hundreds of bulbs (and weeding) in the hopes of a spectacular spring display. Lifeline is busy and demanding more than their usual pound of flesh. Himself has several specialist appointments scheduled. And not next week but the week after our gutters and downpipes will be replaced, with (hopefully) roof restoration to follow. In between some insane busyness next week we hope to get to the National Museum (a fascinating building) to see a special exhibition. Cross your fingers, and watch this space.
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.
The meme 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.
Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen. Like
River I usually run with a theme. I am returning to my avian obsessed ways, with pictures of some of our feathered visitors.
I adore the bearded ravens and feel privileged that they visit us. I treat them with respect though. As do the other birds.
This young corella is a regular visitor. And very, very noisy. It is only quiet when food is being stuffed into that gaping maw.
The crimson rosellas are much quieter. And always welcome.
We
can now hand feed king parrots, cockatoos and corellas. Which makes
for some problems. We have insufficient arms and cannot minister to
their needs/wants simultaneously.
It is incredibly trusting of the corella to bury its head in the food bucket so close to the feeder and the photographer.
That whinging youngster again. It goes on and on and on. And on. And is very far from musical.
I wish I had been quicker/more accurate with this photo. The whinger was just about to be fed.
I really like the 'chevrons' under the King Parrot's tails - though you may have to embiggen the photos to see them.
The cockatoo behind the King Parrot got tired of waiting 'patiently' and marched up and menaced the King Parrot off himself's hand. And was itself bounced by yet another cockatoo. Pecking order isn't an empty phrase.
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.
The meme 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.
Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen. Like
River I usually run with a theme. This week is a little more random.
I am going to start with a not very good photo of some of our kitchen gadgets. The lovely jenny_o recently posted a picture of a potato brush which makes her smile. It would make me smile too and you can find it here. I thought that we had nothing quirky to share, but familiarity obviously breeds contempt. This photo is of part of the window sill over the sink (and reminded me the windows badly need washing).
The white blob is a Babushka doll and the nesting set unscrews to provide us with measuring cups. The motor cycle is himself's pizza cutter. The pink elephant is a tea infuser for the days when a cup rather than a pot is required. And I smile every time I balance it on a mug. And nearly obscured is a blue bird whose beak is a can opener. In front of that is yet another tea infuser. Ar the back are our smiling salad/pasta spoons. And I rearranged nothing for the photo. The next photos are part of the reason our windows need washing. Last weekend was windy. Very, very, windy. And a bright and beautiful afternoon was darkened by a dust storm.
After which I am going to revert to type and feature some of the birds who have been visiting recently.
I do love the corellas.
This pair of King Parrots eat from our hands. And goodness we feel privileged.
The Rainbow Lorikeets are rare visitors - but welcome.
And this Sulphur-Crested Cockatoo also eats from our hands. We are very, very lucky. Finishing up with another of my multitude of obsessions - the sky. This sunset kept me enthralled throughout the display.
And I liked the way the jet trail neatly bisected the sky.
