Easter Sunday I had a chance to go for a walk in the
I raised a few Galahs as the bored Magpie looked on,
the first of the elm leaves had turned to gold
while the rest of the elms and these poplars refused to
budge from their summer green.
Just a day later, while driving to town,
there autumn colours were ablaze everywhere.
Near the Wild Wood dam, there was a mad chirruppig
and fluttering of wings that even I could spot.
This little Hen Superb Blue Wren was heavily engaged on
feeding on things even smaller than the little ball of fluff that
Can you spot her here?
Here she is again, delightfully camouflaged against the
rough bark of the fallen Nut Pine.