Kingfisher in the Suburbs

This afternoon we were lucky. We saw a Kingfisher dive into the back yard as if it were a pool and start to pluck small lizards ( of which we have an abundance) from between the bricks and off rocks. Beautiful. Over the last 6 years we have turned our yard from a one tree barren suburban blandness into a 30 tree shelter. It's a very small yard so things are dense. There is still plenty of sun. So we get nice warm footpaths, which are made of brick. The lizards have thrived and now a new comer to the scene. Brilliant. This is possible in your backyard too !

KT

Wattlebirds...good morning January

Native Wattlebirds are the best devices for making you get out of bed. I have had one bawling me at the crack of dawn for a fortnight now and the bugger shows no sign of sleeping-in himself in the near future. The scrawly call of the Wattlebird bellows through my bedroom window. A lovely Grevillia bush gives him his podium. Summer in the Kingswood being what it is, night heat demands an open window to sleep, or otherwise suffocate in the stiffling air of a locked up house. So January it seems is a time of little sleeping-in. Funny ( and somehow reassuring ) how nature can regulate the suburbs and the daily routines.

KT