animals, all around

cockylanding

afternoon cockatoo sky

and my salty skin

after dark – possum party overhead

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wake up laughing

Last night I slept on the couch. It’s warmer in here by the fire, and last time I was here I found it sooo comfortable. I woke up with a sore back/neck this time but I think, after the car accident last week, the support wasn’t right. I’m doing it again though – just opening the door, padding up the corridor to the bathroom, icicles form on any exposed bits. It’s just too cold to leave this room, sorry house owner who hates anyone sleeping on the couch!!

Waking up in this room wins awards 🙂 I haven’t seen many sunrises in my life and my eyes opened just after it today but the light was exquisite. Then, a bush turkey tiptoeing across the roof. Took me a few minutes to identify the footsteps in my half sleep haze…but oh they make me laugh. Sounds like someone trying to walk in heels – but they’re never going to get the hang of it!

Loud whoosh overhead and a small village of cockatoos landed on the wires beyond the garden. Their arrival was celebrated by a welcome laugh chorus of more kookaburras than I could work out.

The best thing about it all was knowing I have another three, or four, wakeups like that to go.

talking to locals

You might know her? She’s young and gorgeous. Goes to the supermarket in her gym gear. I’d be intimidated, would expect her to be super confident and superior. I didn’t have time though – and isn’t that the wonder of it. A good kick in the judgemental gene.

I was all caught up in my head while I transferred from trolley to belt and hadn’t looked at her, didn’t have time to make that silent call, when she spoke to me.

We bonded over raspberry yoghurt.

It was only a brief chat but I appreciated that more than she probably knows. Including me in her community with grace.  What a lovely young woman – my hope is that, like her goodbye to me, she has a great weekend.

I am having a great weekend thank you. Birdsong from the front of the house, waves from the rear. A large family of Noisy Miners doing what they do best – being noisy!! Ha ha. Their play session turns aggressive. They even swoop the much larger Magpie and I know she has at least one baby to feed so I try to give her some space while she eats… Her baby sings while waiting and what a beautiful voice! And a mass of sailboats glide on by…I guess they’ll be back later.

Did you talk to someone new today?

beach run

Three of us sitting around the large, glass covered wooden coffee table silently busy with our devices. Faces lit up digitally. Two siblings and an offspring. Mother, daughter, aunt. Self, child, sister. Unconnected.

Facebook, Instagram, online games… I look up, at the two other faces, and wonder at just how special the fact we exist is. And that we’re here in this room together tonight.

Earlier today I spent an hour on a rectangular shaped plastic covered air block, floating on water and pondering the plants and animals around me. Little grey birds flew so low over me to the grevillea at the left of the pool (left if you’re looking out to sea). I marvelled that we have these plants in our garden that can feed these wonderful creatures. I wondered if they think I’m an intruder in their home and therefore the ‘swoop’… I smiled as I watched them basically dangle upside down while eating, while watching me.  I floated closer. They bravely stuck it out. Or was that defiance in their pretty eyes. Grey body, kohl around the yellow eyes. Yellow beak a splash of colour.

The green leaves of some Australian native bushes are closer to grey – these little birds cleverly camouflaged. I blinked and they’d been replaced by one of their flamboyant cousins – beautiful rainbow lorikeet.

Shortest beach holiday in history. Must I leave tomorrow? Must I show myself in the office Friday?

From my bed in the sleepout I hear only the waves breaking – at home I often drift off to a meditation app on my phone, tonight I have one of my favourite sounds live, and up close. Even one day here is enough to lower my shoulders and widen my smile 🙂

smile, breathe and go slowly – thich nhat hanh

this happened today

 

My laptop is resting on tiny fragments of pine cone

The last full day

 

Sulphur crested cockatoo

And a magpie – settles on a low branch to watch me, ducking its head sideways to make eye contact under the praise the lord leaves

(majestic pine, arms uplifted in evangelical prayer) 

 

I know you’re there mags 

 

I don’t want to go home

 

Sweet sweet voice from the top branches – I don’t know who you are

Or what is moving in the long bamboo…

I know the sound of the waves, and I don’t want to leave it

 

Crow call and traffic noise – sudden links to my home life

 

What makes me happy? Birds, water, the bush, photography and writing

Have to find my own happy place and make it the everyday…don’t drift

There’s magic in the wind here…only thing missing is a partner but could I find one who knows not to talk much? Could I even find one! 😉

 

The tree – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Araucaria_heterophylla

the bird  – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_Magpie

 

 

 

 

 

 

beach birds

 

kookaburra welcome 

brush turkey day one

 

magpie

wild rabbit day two

 

king parrot 

brush turkey day three

 

magpies

lorikeets late to the party day four, ate from my hand

 

possums running races on the roof every night

 

wedding down at whalie night three

so much rain, the cold is coming and the first fire night four

one more day, one more night

 

haiku days

 

In response to a few days of Kristjaan’s prompts… (click on his name to see other entries, or join in – you know you want to!)

 

Carpe Diem #359 Wildflower

 

sway to irish lilt

close your eyes smell the wildflower

could be you are home

 

Freestyle #5 (x 2 – the beach; the city)

 

same sea different sea

serenity horizon

draws me back to calm

 

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dear ice cream on wheels

take your greensleaves and sugar

roll a different street

 

Tan Renga #24 Managua Gunn’s ‘puddles on the forest path’

 

puddles on the forest path

frozen with leaves and pine cones

no place for stars to play     (managua gunn)

icy branches overhead

the drips of spring months away    (bodhi)

 

Carpe Diem’s Special #69 Hando’s 5th ‘caught by the call’

 

early morning laugh

baby kookaburra visit

swooped by the mama

 

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