There are some lovely trees in the garden, like this oak. Its branches spread perfectly for a tree house: it just needs children.
Large parts of the ground have had ivy over them, and it has climbed many trees. Mainly, I am severing the ivy stems and hoping for good luck, tho' I understand that if robust enough it can live from the tree itself, not from the earth. I am careful in trying to rid this gum tree of it, because its bark is so tender.
This is unfamiliar to me: tall canes, with many flowers. It is deciduous, and rampant. And pretty, as well..
The above was not meant to be underlined: that was just a gremlin. I don't argue with them. I wonder if anyone knows what that plant is.
Once, boysenberries were planted. Now I am enjoying that foresight.
I didn't expect that I would enjoy the ripe boysenberries, as I am doing. But, in the interim I have been tossing minced beef -only $6 a kilo - at the magpies, kookas, currawongs + small miners - (mynahs?) - and others, and can see that I may distorted their world in doing so. Or not.
A smallish brown - grey bird - oh, maybe 20 - 40 cm - has a pure clear song of notes when he is at the rear, waiting for mince. The clarity and beauty of his voice penetrate to me within, to the advantage of the other birds hoping for handouts.
He snatches food in mid air like a miracle, his reflexes astonishing to watch. His beak is large for a smallish bird, and has a hook at the end, which, I assume, is to pierce the eggs of other birds. Alas.
It occurred to me that that is what I do: take the eggs of other species.
Logging on to my site, it says there are a number of comments waiting for moderation. Looking at these, they go back to 2011.
As far as I recall, I have never asked for moderation.