Last night, well around 3am this morning actually, I awoke to the sound of prolonged, high-pitched wailing, like the distress cry of a very young child. It was coming from the Tawny Frogmouths across the road as the parent birds encouraged their two young to take their first proper flight. Gisela Kaplan, in her book "Tawny Frogmouths" says that the only time she has heard them make this sound is at the time of their first flight and at the time of their dispersal (when the young leave their parents and home territory for good). It was heart-rending to listen to and Lily and I were relieved to find the family intact this morning.
Recently Brisbane has been having "weather". First days and days of warm and steamy and thumping rain which left roads and under houses water-logged.... the frogs loved it. Yesterday was bright and cold and windy. This tree did not survive the onslaught of the wind after so much rain.
Here are some yummy things from my garden.....
Little mini capsicums that have loved all the rain.
Fresh eggs from the girls.
Here are the girls.....
And here is a tiger guarding some of the vegie patch!
Have a lovely day!