Now that I do not live in the bush, I celebrate what wildlife deigns to visit me.
Returning from a few weeks’ absence I found this spider’s intricate creation on the inside of my screened room. Like a delicate webby waterfall, it had been spun to extend from the top of the netting to froth over my sill’s shell collection. I am unsure what insects it was meant to catch, given it is inside, but perhaps it was created also for fun, because the spider had free rein… ‘while the cat’s away…’
From my desk I see many birds in the trees opposite, but I have never seen this colourful bird there.
Silently and swiftly, a Sacred Kingfisher flashed into my view, stayed for only a few minutes… and left.
For a bird with such a widespread distribution, I am surprised how few times I have seen one.
Here, once before only, on a post by the river.
‘Thanks for coming by’, I think, grateful it stayed long enough for me to grab a photo, glad I keep the camera handy…
This being Easter, the Park is busily full of caravans and tents, people and vehicles, kids and dogs.
It is more than enough to give a young wallaby, on emerging suddenly from the bushes, cause to stop and consider whether it is a good idea to continue.
This one propped, considered the unusual throng for only a few seconds, then turned and bolted back into the quiet safety of the bushland behind it.
I see very few wallabies here and have never yet seen a young one on its own, so I hope it found its mother waiting for it… and got the scolding it warranted.
