I am sitting here at my computer watching two yellow throated honeyeaters dive bomb a hawk that is perched in a tree. The honeyeaters have decided that the hawk is far too close to their nest and they are taking it in turns to fly high into the sky and fling their little selves at the hawk’s head.
I was first alerted to the fact that there was a raptor outside by the carry on of the crows, or to be precise the forest ravens as crows are mainland birds. So I have watched as this hawk is harassed and bullied by a pair of raven and now the honeyeaters are having a go. She has stayed on the same branch for over an hour with nothing more than the occasional flick of her wings to indicate that she is bothered by the attention
It is these things that I like to share with you my dear internets but I am unable to get a decent photo of the hawk from here as some inconveniently placed branches on the tree partly obscure her from my view.
After I wrote that last line I grabbed the camera and went outside to see if I could get a decent shot for you but the hawk flew away down the valley before I could even get the camera up to my eye.
And just like that, in the blink of an eye I have lost an hour or more of my day. Though I don’t consider it lost, not really. I saw some bright yellow daffodils in the middle of some very thick scrub. They would have had to be at least a metre high and I know that they have grown from seed from my own dafs. The thought of these two daffodils straining for the sky in the middle of the bracken and dolly bushes, wattles and gum trees makes me happy.
Today the Qld police through their twitter account @QPSMedia are testing their new website www.QLDAlert.com ahead of the storm season. They set the ball rolling with this wonderful tweet. How better to check out a websites strengths and weaknesses but with a simulated Zombie attack on World Zombie day. Qld police media unit. I salute you.
Looking at the back of my house I don’t think we would have much chance in a Zombie Apocalypse. But it is a good thing that Klout says I am an authority on Zombies, So I will be able to put my Zombie Whisperer skills to good use in case the Qld Zombies decide to come down to Tassie.
Daylight savings has thrown me out of whack and I am waking up at 7 am or later and by the time I am into my first cup of coffee it feels like half the day has vanished. I have been absent from the blog because the early mornings are when I write and by 8.30 all my words have vanished so rather than write a page full of rubbish I write nothing at all.
Tonight is my High School reunion. It has been 30 years since I ripped off that hated school tie and vowed to never ever wear navy blue again in my life. Surprisingly enough I am quite looking forward to the reunion and I really hope my old English teacher is there. Apart from my mother, Mrs D was the only other strong female figure in my life and over the past thirty years I have often wondered how she was. Though if she is at the reunion I will have to keep my blog well hidden as Mrs D would be appalled at how I mangle the English language and as for my sentence structure, well my dear internets we wont even go there will we?
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I lose so many hours gazing out of the window at the birds too 😉 No regrets here either.
No Daylight Savings here unfortunately, it was voted out after a trial. Too many faded curtains or something like that.
Enjoy your reunion – it’s forty years since I binned my old school uniform, which was mostly dark brown ;-( Never looked back or went back but funnily enough my great-niece has it on her list of preferred High Schools. It seems to have changed an awful lot since my day though.
Stuck in bed yet again today so a big thank you for your lovely photos of the outside world. Beats the hell out of these ever shrinking four walls. Enjoy your reunion. I had a Mrs W back in the day. My English and English Lit teacher. Could flay the flesh from your bones with her words if you rubbed her the wrong way, but I learnt more from her than any other teacher and often think of catching up. I hope your Mrs D is there and you have that opportunity.
And, I have to agree your Zombie preparedness is not looking good. Though maybe the zombies will be distracted enough by the lovely natural surroundings that you’ll have plenty of time to fill your shotguns.
Definitely time well spent, and the hawk was probably hell-bent on reading over your shoulder then skedaddled when you caught her :p
As for your English teacher….youse rite reel good 😉
Personally, I think Mrs D would be delighted to know that you are a writer and might enjoy a look at your blog. She’d see that you’re also a fine photographer and ceramic artist. I think she would be plaesed in knowing that she had a hand in making you the person you are today.
Thanks for the peek at your home and garden and I love those daffodils reaching for the sun.
Time spent watching the birds and what is growing is never wasted. Or, if it is, I waste many, many hours each day. I have always avoided reunions but yes, there is an English teacher I would like to see.
Thank you for this peek into your world.
If you see zombies approaching your house, first put on a wetsuit and bathing cap so they’ve got nothing to grab hold of. You should have this emergency outfit ready for all residents and overnight visitors to your home.
Hawks attacked our guinea fowl chicks a couple of times. We didn’t know what was taking them until the guinea fowl went off one morning as never before. I ran outside to see what the ruckus was, and saw a hawk flying silently out of the woodshed where the chicks were roosting. They were unharmed on this occasion. We solved the problem by hanging old CDs in the entrance of the shed and over the chook house too. They guinea fowl scurry around on the ground and aren’t bothered by them. We’ve had to get used to being blinded by flashes of sunlight reflecting off the CDs into the house. Peter Cundall lives nearby and apparently scares off birds with a high frequency automated electronic sound thing which drives his neighbours mad but which he doesn’t hear because he’s a bit deaf. There’s a bit of Tassie goss for you. Bet he doesn’t talk about that on the ABC.