A photo challenge from The Daily Post
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A Black and White Photo Challenge from Cee: All Things Farm Related
A mixture of farm things
Well here is the second installment of This is September. Here is an assortment of stuff but mainly nature.
First off I’d like to let you know my sad news. My elderly neighbour and good friend Geoff, the bloke who gave me this beautiful Iris, died earlier this week. I have so many plants from his wonderful garden, perhaps a future blog, that I will always have good memories especially when the plants flower and spread sunshine to my garden.
I might as well stay on the flowers that managed to bloom despite the lack of rain. Orange Trumpet flowers hang from the shed.
The Bromiliad flowers are most unusual
The Pansys battled on with a watering every now and then.
I like the lion face in this Pansy
The Rose Geraniums flowered looking so spectacular dotted through the garden
Most of the flowers also had other things happening too. Can you find the insect on the Westringia? Hint it’s a bee
The butterflies liked resting on the Westringia. Not sure if this is a Grass Dart or a Skipper
Stingless Native Bees were a buzz about the Orange Trumpet flowers.
Other bees likes to get among the Grevilleas
The Wisteria came out to bloom for a few weeks. Wanderer Butterflies were attracted to the flowers perfume.
Another sign of Spring is Orchard Swallowtails in the garden.
One of the biggest butterflies that come around the garden.
Some moths are hard to find when they sit on the ground
Other butterflies are rather small like this Barred Skipper who didn’t mind resting on a leaf
Do you remember the Assassin Bug photo? Here is the full photo
Come warmer weather, spider webs appear. The St Andrews Cross Spider didn’t quite get the “this is what a cross looks like” memo
I din’t think he cares very much
Insects are everywhere. Some like to see what you are doing on the computer
Just a fly sitting on a leaf
An ant scurried away when it saw the camera
A Common Yellow Butterfly shows the birds how to hide among the leaves
Some leaves look wonderful. The colours the White Fig leaves turn merge so well
The sunlight on the Bottlebrush leaf drew my attention. This is without the photo bombing bee
The Bloodwood Tree nuts litter the forest floor
On a walk we came across a Spotted Gum with interesting bark patterns and lumps. What can you see?
The Ironbark looked like it had a claw emerging down its trunk.
Can you see a cat?
We saw a bear…can you?
The Silk Tree pods are like orange velvet in the tree tops
Sometimes the pods drop with their seeds intact
The Agave looked lovely in the morning sun
The Skink hung on to the bricks as it surveyed the scene on the church in Grafton
The Joeys are now too big to fit in the pouch any more
The Spring sunsets have been amazing
The sun is almost gone so it’s time to say see ya later.
September, the first month of Spring but still no rain. The last drop of rain I have had was 6mls on the 6th July. Good news is there was 21mls over the last weekend. The dry Winter and September didn’t stop the Grevillieas from flowering. I didn’t include many Grevilleas in this or the next blog. You can see them here from a previous blog. But I digress. This part of This is September is just the birds. The next blog is everything else as I looked at the number of photos and there are too many for one blog. I didn’t want your cuppa to get cold scrolling through or fall asleep before the end.
Ready……..lets get going.
The first lot are birds who are not very good at hiding, although some were just sheltering from the heat of the day probably.
The Australian Raven gave the game away by incessantly calling.
The Noisy Friarbird was in the Sweet Pittosporum
The Little Friarbird was hiding behind the Mago
The Striated Thornbill was hiding in the Hibiscus
Can you spot the White-throated Treecreeper?
The Figbird was trying to be inconspicuous
Little Friarbirds don’t hide very well do they?
I love seeing the Variegated Fairy Wrens hopping through the garden. They usually come in small flocks looking among the bushes and flowers for insects or heading to the birdbath.
The females are hard to see aren’t they?
Whereas the males really stand out
They are so cute when they sit together
As the weather has been very warm, almost Summer temperatures, the bird bath was the place to be. The Little Friarbird came for a drink.
Looking about before having another drink
A Spangled Drongo seemed to have a gargle
While a White-throated Treecreeper jumped in and splashed about
Sometimes you can emerge from the birdbath looking a bit bedraggled like this White-throated Honeyeater
Eastern Whipbirds love the birdbath
Almost ready for another dip
Lewins Honeyeaters like the mosaics of this birdbath
Of course there are birds who live in the water. Darters enjoy a swim
While other birds prefer to be in the trees. Blue-faced Honeyeaters enjoy lunch
Figbirds wonder what other birds are doing
Yellow-faced Honeyeaters like sitting on sticks
A regular Spring visitor is the Rufous Whistler who sing their little hearts out during the day
The Square-tailed Kites have come back to their nest from last year to raise more chicks
Other birds don’t mind a stroll about. A Grey-shrike Thrush hopped about the leaf litter
On their regular patrol around the garden, the Wonga Pigeons stopped for a drink.
A Common Bronzewing takes a walk along the road
I like the first signs of Spring when the Rufous Whistler and the Spangled Drongos arrive at my place. Did you have a favourite bird?
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