Oh yeah, it is Spring. So much is happening, the weather is great for wandering around the north coast and there are so many things to see and do. One drive about took us to Clarrie Hall Dam at the Crams Farm end of the storage. Tweed Council have done a great job making it a great place to visit. Just the view as you drive in is spectacular.
The water is covered in water lilies and water birds are everywhere. The Cape Waterlilies make a stunning sight as they stand tall.
The Yellow Waterlilies are dotted here and there around the dam.
It is so crowded that the leaves curl making it hard for the lilies to push their way skyward.
Unfortunately, under the water’s surface is a good amount of Cabomba, an introduced plant from America, usually a fish tank escapee. At the moment it is flowering which makes a good resting spot for dragonflies.
This flower was partly submerged and made great patterns on the water.
In the trees, as well on the water, were many birds enjoying the late afternoon spring weather. The Brown pigeons were always wary of the bloke with the camera.
The Darters took off when someone ventured into the water
While the Eurasian Coots just paddled around looking for something to eat before it was dark.
The Purple Swamp Hens were always walking about, flicking their tails and squarking in general.
High in one tree the young Willie Wagtails were practising being big birds, flapping wings and generally making a racket.
The adults were telling them to be quiet, I think.
Just sitting and looking at the water was very relaxing but it was time to head home.
When we got home, there was Badger, who had found a shady spot to lay down on the warm spring day.
Going down to the creek there were birds staying cool among the trees and shrubs. The Emerald Dove kept moving around the tree, all the while watching where I was going.
The Cunjivoi is flourishing.
Scattered through the bush are little native gardenia plants with their amazing looking flowers.
I just had to see what was inside the purple flower growing on the fence around the house.
It wouldn’t be Spring if there weren’t birds nesting. The Fantails nest is held together with spider web.
She sat there watching me as I watched her.
I was waiting for the change over of the egg sitters so I could see how many eggs were in the nest. Two small lovely eggs.
Looking up, the splashes of green and orange of the Silky Oak made wonderful abstract patterns.
The warmer weather also had a few blow flies whizzing about. This one seemed to like the pelargonium leaves more than me.
Late in the afternoon, near dark, the Figbirds were singing their wonderful song.
In the front yard, the wallaby wondered if the joey was at home.
And there he was.
A bit of a long one but thanks for getting to the end. I have so much more, so I better get started on the next installment of my Spring.