It is a bit late for my December Changing Seasons post, but better late than never.

I think I am glad to see the back of December.  It was such a hot, steamy month.  Nevertheless, a month of storms meant it was very productive in the garden.  Hence, we had many visitors of the feathered kind.

The cherries ripened.  The currawongs and the blackbird ate them all.  The blueberries ripened.  The currawongs and dogs ate them all.  The raspberries ripened.  The little birds ate them all, but I managed to nab a small handful.  Delicious.  No photos, trying to economise as I ran out internet before Christmas (therefore the late post).

We rotated the veggie patch.  Our pumpkins and zucchinis are climbing over the old swing set and gazebo frame.  Our aim is to create some shade across our windows.  A curious crimson rosella visited to check out the new arrangements.  The dogs went wild.

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We got some heavy downpours and the Yass River flooded.
My love and I went for a sticky beak.

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The white-plumed honey eater enjoyed the change.

white plumed honey eater

Despite the rain, dust hung thickly in the air.

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Frankly, it was too hot for me (and my ankles).  And for this wattle bird chick too.  I heard excited peeping when I filled the bird bath.

wattle bird chick

A cockatoo was also curious about what I was up to.

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For those of you interested in news of the possum, New Year’s Eve was heartbreaking.  We had shut the garage door when possum left the previous evening.  At 5am when possum returned, he was distraught at not being able to gain entry.  We almost relented.  A magpie told him off and he ran away.  I hope he found somewhere safe to camp.

This is my contribution to The Changing Seasons monthly photo challenge hosted by Su Leslie from Zimmerbitch.  Click on the link to join in the fun.

Kind Regards
Tracy

 

 

48 thoughts on “The Changing Seasons – December 2018”

      1. It does look like my kind of paradise. Sadly, that’s happening in the West as well in the name of ‘development’.

        I believe that of the cockatoo! They are intelligent, curious birds. I love them!

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      2. Nah, Ama was suspicious enough as it was. Every time she went outside, which wasn’t often because she deems herself an inside dog now, she would be sniffing the breeze. At night, when the possums travel on the telecommunicatons cable, the dogs will make a terrible din if they see them. A possum box would just encourage them. 🙂

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    1. I watched a show on the ABC today about Australian parrots. It is a wonder any produce makes it to the table. I did think about putting more blueberries in, but decided if that I couldn’t get a single cherry from a tree full of them, I would be wasting my time.

      That cute face managed to get a lot of sympathy, Pauline. I miss him.

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      1. Always difficult growing produce. I often wonder how commercial growers produce such unblemished produce. BTW it was a rat eating my tomatoes I got rid of him (don’t ask how, it made me shudder) we now have plenty of tomatoes

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  5. So many lovely photos, Tracy! Love the crimson rosella and cockatoo shots! But poor you having all your berries and cherries eaten by wildlife! I think I´d use a little net on a tiny part of each tree and bush, just to have my own share as well, if I wouldn’t be afraid the birds might get caught in it. And it does sound funny to our Northeners ears for December to be hot and steamy! 😉 And your pumpkins and zucchinis look awesome! I´m sorry to hear about that little possum though, but I´m sure he found a lovely new spot, don´t worry. 🙂

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  6. Another enjoyable post. Your garden sounds wonderful. It is a little frustrating when the wildlife eats the produce, but I’d rather that than some blight. The neighbourhood bunny did in my peas and beans last summer. I feel for the possum…but what can you do? He thought he had hit the jackpot, but I’m sure he’s found some other tenancy.

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  7. Hmmm….for some strange reason I cannot see all the photos on this post, maybe it is my aging laptop? In any case thanks for the post. By the way, what is a “sticky beak”? Happy New Year Tracy!

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      1. Thank you for the info! I love learning new (to me) idiomatic expressions. Sometimes it seems we’re all speaking a different language. I am sure it is my computer not your photos…though of course I know nothing much about the computer in any case…ha ha! I did see some of the birds and they were very nice, and like the idioms, different than the ones we have here on the other side of the Pacific.

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  10. You have done the right thing shutting the little pest out. He lived somewhere else before so will find another place.
    I love your birds as I don’t get white-plumed honeyeater here.

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