I've been 'off with the birds' today - literally and metaphorically.
After a wonderful weekend spending time with my globe-trotting parents and hearing some of their fabulous adventures I woke to find it to be a cold, wet and windy day outside - bleak may be the best word to describe it. I'm not complaining about the wet stuff though as our water tank, which provides all of the water that we use in our home, was getting down to the last fifth and we were facing the prospect of buying in water.
On a brighter note I would like to introduce you to two juvenile kookaburras who have joined another three more mature kookas, a mating pair of lorikeets [Mr & Mrs Bossy] and a very brazen magpie [Mr Collingwood] to become our regular house birds.
They are cheeky [I'll call them fellas, only because I have no idea about how to tell their gender] and often squabble over little pieces of sausage meat that I've been popping onto our back verandah.
I'm hoping that as the temperature starts to rise that they will not only spend lots of time around our home but keep the bigger slitherin at bay so that we don't have a repeat performance of this incident or even this.
I like to give our feathered friends nicknames and would love your suggestions for these two larrikins.
I'll let you know this time next week what I've christened them.