I knew there were Tawny Frogmouths in the bush beside me, but hardly expected one to come calling on me.
Yet one night, as I descended the stairs and the sensor light in my carport came on, there it was. On my van’s awning canister.
My favourite bird then gave me the benefit of its profile of bristly ‘whiskers’.
The other visitors came on a wet day, levering themselves along, looking about but only between grazing. Not too wary.
I miss my macropods of the Mountain, so seeing these two Eastern Grey Kangaroos was a treat.
One came very close to my deck and as we locked eyes I thanked him for visiting my patch, reminding me of the real world where animals are represented by more than dogs!