Another of my favourite challenges Cee’s Black & White Letter Photo Challenge
Black and white. The Magpie is black and white
It’s feeding time at the Grey Fantails Nest
And one of my favourite things – our Moon
Another of my favourite challenges Cee’s Black & White Letter Photo Challenge
Black and white. The Magpie is black and white
It’s feeding time at the Grey Fantails Nest
And one of my favourite things – our Moon
Some more words from Lost in Translation to pair with a photo
Thanks Paula for the chance to think and to find a suitable solution.
So much to do in the next few days. I wanted to get a little bit of my world out there for you to enjoy. I looked at some of the photos and there are some that are recurring from years gone by. I guess that’s what happens in nature. The cycles just keep rolling on. I wonder if you can spot the photos subjects that have appeared before. All of the flower and insect photos are from my besties fantastic garden. I love wandering around her garden discovering flowers and insects.
I took many photos of this tree as the textures and lines are so good. It was so hard to settle on one photo.
The air ferns are increasing in the bush and around the garden. They are so primitive looking don’t you think?
The way the moss just cascades over the old tree trunk, filling crevices giving life to the dead wood of a large tree from the past.
The water vine grew in the fork of the tree long ago and now it looks like the tree has an appendage. The vine is still alive reaching up into the canopy.
The flowers of the Silk Tree aren’t around for long. The birds sure make a mess of the flowers when they come to gather the bit of pollen or nectar the flowers supply.
This hibiscus flower grows high in the tree and sends the occasional flower to hang down adding a splash of red to the garden.
The little balls laden with pollen usually have native bees buzzing around except when I was taking photos.
The delicate blue centres of the white hydrangea are quite stunning when you get close to the large white flower ball.
These tiny daisies are popping up all through the garden. They are about 10mm in diameter.
I love the Cats Whiskers with their purple tips.
I am not sure what this orange flower is called but it makes a bold statement in the garden’s borders.
Flowers aren’t just to be seen in the garden, they are also a source of joy in the house or even in the lady shed.
I can’t find my spider book so I can’t let you know the names of these spiders. This little one is quite small but very fast.
Another tiny spider who sat still for a photo or two then decided that enough was enough and jumped onto the camera.
When we were fixing up the studio I came across a few insects, mainly black ants by the thousands, but this long skinny spider was staying where he was, pretending to be a stick I guess.
There have been lots of dragonflies flitting around my besties garden and mine as well. There have been blue and large red dragonflies at my place, whereas there appears to be a lot of these orange/yellow ones at her place. This one was happily flying around the rainforest near the creek.
This dragonfly is one of the bigger dragonflies in the rainforest.
Back at my place I have been keeping an eye on the Friarbirds nest.
I think the female or juvenile Satin Bowerbird spotted me as I was staking out the bird bath.
The tiny Thornbill didn’t seem to care as it contemplated taking a plunge into the water.
As usual the garden has its resident Easter Yellow Robin. I love the way they seem to enjoy landing on vertical things.
We went to Broken Head for the afternoon. There are always White-bellied Sea Eagles soaring on the currents around the headland.
It was a surprise to see the Sooty Oystercatcher strolling around the beach. It looked a bit tired so maybe it was the first landing on its migration?
The little bit of rain I have had has certainly sent the frogs into a cacophony of a night. I think these tadpoles may be Bleating Tree Frogs as I hear them around the pool.
I think the one on the right may enjoy getting its pictue taken.
That’s all for the time being so if I don’t get to post another blog soon, have a great Christmas. Remember to look after our nature because it’s the only one we have.
It’s been ages since I have had time to get things sorted, to take time for things and actually sit down to set out to write a bit. I have been taking photos of all manner of stuff – as you will see. It is difficult to have a clear pathway of thoughts, to put ideas down and try to make sense so that you can follow where I have been and what I have seen. Many a time I just take off to see what I can discover and see something that I find interesting, colourful or part of our world that some people would just walk by everyday and not think of the beauty. Perhaps I look at the world in a different way, to imagine in my head what I see, grab my camera and let the lens take me where I think it should go. Enough of a jumble of thoughts – as The Beatles sang
“Thoughts meander like a restless wind
Inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe”
So lets go across the universe or through a small part of my world. Starting at the beginning. Early one misty morning, some rogue cattle were walking along the road when we was taking a walk.
Further down the road, the spiders webs were all through patches of grass. Small cup shaped webs dotted the side of the road in their hundreds.
As it is still rather cool here I am still out in the bush every couple of weeks to cut some firewood. One morning I noticed the White-winged Choughs doing their daily march along the clearing with their incessent chatter as they kicked over sticks and rocks looking for their breakfast. They had an almost straight line as they marched up the hill.
Sometimes you can look up and see a Spangled Drongo fly past the moon, even in the late afternoon.
I though the Bellwood Cormorant Hotel was rather fab but the double decker Osprey nest near Chinderah has a far better vantage point.
While we were having lunch in the Tweed Heads industrial/shopping complex, we watched as a bird swooped across the car park, grab what we think was a lizard and go back to the roof top and eat away. After I took the photo (OK I took heaps of photos), I discovered it was an Australian or Nankeen Kestral. What a pretty bird don’t you think?
Speaking of pretty, the Emerald Doves are out and about in numbers at the moment. This bird was not all that content having me stalk it to try and get a good photo.
It stuck its bum in the air as if to say “Go on….take a photo of my best side!!!”
This little bird was sitting in the tree singing its little lungs out.
Having a cuppa on the verandah one morning, one of the local King Parrots decided to pop over and see if we had any snacks.
The Bar-shouldered Dove didn’t seem to mind the Brush Turkeys leaf raking exercise. The turkey was flicking leaves so high into the air! The turkey’s litter mound is about 5 meters away from where it was methodically raking leaves.
One morning I found a Rainbow Lorikeet sitting on the ladder in the old swimming pool looking rather grumpy.
OK….now this is where things take a different direction for a while. One day we decided to walk across the Clarence River on the walkway under the Grafton Bridge. The structure has been graffitied over the years and the layers of paint with a bit of rust made lovely colours and patterns.
I like the rust colours.
This green almost looked like moss.
One of the hundred of thousand rivets holding te bridge together. Small but significent.
The walkway along the bridge also had two tunnels at either end which have always been “decorated”. Sometimes some of the graffiti has to be added to doesn’t it?
Othertimes the message is what everyone needs to hear.
One of my favourite cafes in Grafton is the Tilted Teaspoon. Skye has a wonderful sense of decoration with ever changing bits and pieces gleaned from Op-Shops and garage sales.
The water below the bridge has shapes that change as the water ripples from passing water craft. This one is rather spooky.
Speaking of spooky, what is the blue flash that appeared in my besties loungeroom?
I love the “eye lashes” on the bullet hole in the road sign.
Enough of the different stuff and back to colour and nature. The red flower of the eucalypt just seems to burst in a riot of colour.
One of the first flowers that I started to photograph many years ago were the Azalias of the next door neighbours. They had so many varieties that cascaded over the front suburban fence. The colours were superb. My besties Azalias have been a wonderful splash of colour around her garden. The deep pink flowers are lovely. One of the surprises when taking photos is the unexpected bits that are in and around the flowers.
This flower was hidden inside the same bush as the pink one above.
The red Azalias are such a stand out in the garden.
The Irises are dotted through the garden not being showy but adding a bit to the shape and form in the garden. It also is the home for a small spider.
The lillies come in a range of colours. I love these ones.
The yellow Day Lilies bring that end of the spectrum to the garden as they stand tall in the sunshine.
The undersides are just as impressive.
The Nastursiums are just starting to appear. I love their colours and shapes as the sit low in the garden trailing over rocks, logs and borders.
The Pentas are wonderful as so many little flowers gather together in a ball of colour.
These flowers like to look at what is going on at ground level. The little bells cluster together.
This is such a tight ball of very small flowers that have such a lovely scent as you brush past.
The orchids are out now as well. Again, this flower is so small as it spikes out from the plant with it’s almost see through petals.
Walking about, it is always good to look up. The shapes colours and forms of the Foam Bark leaves are great.
A good discovery walk wouldn’t be complete without a fungi find. I have never seen a pink fungi before, have you?
The fire has been lit, giving its colours that always surprise.
Or the swirling shapes where you can see so many different things. What can you see?
Looking deep inside the fire.
The Moon was smiling that night. A glowing grin in the sky.
Well it’s time to sweep and tidy up before I get going. See you next time OK
“Limitless undying love
Which shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe”
It’s the last day of Spring. It has been a Spring of change. Days of hot and dry. Days where some rain has fallen, just a few drops and others where there has been a bit of run-off to add a bit of water to the dams. The early Spring blogs have been full of new life. A lot of things have happened and I have seen lots of new things around here and when out and about. Here is my last day of Spring. Hope you had a great Spring too.
Some days it was great just to lie down and relax.
I just love it when I find something new, like this butterfly, an Australian Gull I think.
Another view of the butterfly that had me captivated as it flitted about the flowers on the dam,
The drink container made the perfect background for a spider photo. I took me about three goes to get the photo as it kept jumping onto the camera. It is so tiny.
Another new bug to get my attention was this Bee Fly.
Even in the heat of the day, dragonflies were buzzing around the garden, occasionally taking time for a breather, even if it is right on top of a Grevillea.
I couldn’t go past this waterlily with its subtle shade of pink.
There has been a couple of Spangled Drongo’s hanging around at the moment. This bloke had just dropped in for a splash in the bird bath.
He always waited for the Rainbow Lorikeets to finish so he wouldn’t be nagged by them.
“I wonder what those lorikeets have been doing in here?”
They have a nest in a rather open part of a Spotted Gum near the house. They certainly know how to tie a nest onto a branch even if the nest is a bit scrappy looking.
Remember the photos of the Fantail nest and the young. Here is the surviving baby following the parents around the place.
It has been a good year for the wallabies. Many of the females have a joey in the pouch. This one was just outside the kitchen this morning.
Well Spring has gone and now to have my Summer adventures.
What have I found over the past couple of weeks? The rooster has been doing what roosters do and the hen has been doing what hens do – sometimes. Yes, the Big Red Rooster (remember him) and the hens have produced a small but cute batch of chicks. The Fantail eggs (from the last blog) have hatched and two little chicks are doing well. But first, I have found some beautiful flowers.
This flower I have since found out can be rather weedy in its habit. The red and green together really caught my eye.
The Pelargoniums are flowering with their unusual petals and lovely colours.
Orange flowers stand out and this one was trying to attract insects.
The yellow colours around the garden add a splash among the greenery.
But the reds are very striking and this flower is most unusual.
The Lewins Honeyeaters are always zooming around the garden making sure that everyone behaves or sitting and watching.
The White-browed Scrub Wrens are always foraging among the leaf litter in the garden. They look quite small when they pop up onto the deck.
The chickens hatched out a week ago. I came home to the sounds of a very proud hen cluck clucking ready to show me how clever she was hatching out these little fluff balls.
The little red chick was always in or around the food bowl.
I hope it is a hen as I haven’t had any red hens for ages.
One of the yellow chicks seemed to be very interested in what I was doing.
The Fantails nest has been all go with both eggs hatching and two hungry mouths to feed.
Every now and then, they would curl up together and have a nap.
They always seem to know when one of the parents is around with food.
There is always something to catch around the garden.
Which is delivered quickly to the babies.
Afterwards there is time to have a bit of a stretch.
When it gets a bit cooler in the evening, one of the parents comes for a sit to keep them warm.
It’s good just to sit and contemplate their future.
I think the time spent sitting on eggs and keeping chicks warm may have seemed a bit boring.
Aren’t the whiskers around the beak amazing. I didn’t know that they had those did you?
That’s all from flowers and baby birds. I hope you enjoyed seeing some of new lives in my life.
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.
Most weekends I can be found roaming around with my camera whether around my property or somewhere on the north coast of New South Wales. There is nearly always something that I see that needs to be photographed as I wander around the bush or in my besties garden. Her garden has so many interesting things happening. The huge variety of birds and insects plus the flowers has me out there whenever I get the chance. There is sometimes a chance to happen upon a bit of sex as well…..
On the way, I cross a causeway which on the occasion has a bird or something that makes me stop and, hopefully, I am able to get a photo. Last time there was a Long Necked Tortoise on a rock that is known locally as Turtle Rock. You will see why…
The hipeastrums are in flower at the moment, the orange ones are quite lovely
The variety of flowers and colours are fantastic…some are in the garden…
Some are in pots…..
But the colours sometimes just burst out…
While we were sitting outside, doing a bit of chook watching, two of her chooks disappeared recently – I suspect an eagle as the Wedgetailed Eagles often ride the currents in the valley, I spied so many things around the yard. Anyway everyone should do a bit of chook watching in their life as chooks are quite comical as the go about their busy lives with their fluffy pants…
She spotted Mr Tawny Frogmouth keeping a close eye on us from a shrub close to where we were sitting
Looking around, I found Mrs Tawny Frogmouth sitting on the nest. Nest is an exaggeration of the word as it is just a pile of twigs stacked in its precarious location
And as for the Magpies nest….a rather ramshackle affair. Notice the embarrassed lift off…didn’t want her face on the internet…
Something was fluttering about us so I decided to see what it was. Of course as soon as I got close off it went again so I had to make do with the Lacewing hidden among the greenery of the garden
The ant was doing everything it could to not get photographed but walking into the wall soon stopped him
Luckily the butterfly, a Common Ringlet, was quite content to sit around
Did I say there was a possibility of a bit of outdoor sex…..
Some weird bug was walking around flicking its orange antenna
Inside of a pretty yellow flower, I found someone looking back at me
The bird bath has its usual Scrub Wren splashing about or just sitting to cool down its little butt
I heard a knocking in the trees above. Looking up I saw a Fig Bird
But he wasn’t doing the knocking….it was his mate with something in her beak
We wondered what she had. A bit of a walk over the other side of the hill the answer was quite obvious why the Fig Birds were hanging around
The best way to finish of a great day of discovery
I hope everyone’s weekends are as fabulous as mine….wandering about making great discoveries with my bestie
I really like it when birds just seem to be in the right place and look as though they have posed for the camera.
This Tawny Frogmouth is a good subject as it just sits on the nest, a nest of loosely thrown together sticks and leaves, sitting so still trying to be part of the tree. I do think she has a bit of a smile don’t you?
Darters just standing on the rocks, often looking left then right, swivelling about but not moving their big webbed feet.
Sometimes I have been in the thick of the action. The Terns and Seagulls were just sitting on the beach when all of a sudden, whoosh, they all took to the air in a flurry of wings.
One late afternoon, driving home from town, I spotted this Black Necked Stork ( much prefer Jabiru) prowling around this inundated farm paddock looking for a bit of tea. He did get lucky as the paddock, which was dry until the landowner decided to block the drain to turn the land back into a wetland, mainly for water couch to feed his cattle, had quite a few frogs which were calling for mates, not as an advertisement that a meal can be found here!!
A banksia makes a fine viewing platform for a Wattlebird (I think). There were many birds calling this day but not many seen, so this was a lucky shot.
Framed among the leaves and branches of a Poinsettia, the Pacific Baza sat and watched and made sure I got its good side
The Pelican was having a bit of a nap on top of a light pole before being awoken by me sneaking up to get some photos, although I do think that Pelicans have a rather permanent startled look anyway.
Love Kookaburras even when they set off at the crack of dawn. They also don’t mind posing so you get their best angle even if their “hair” is a bit messy!!
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