30 Dec 2026 – A Christmas wish and a possum tale.
We are fairly certain that Junior Miss has been very naughty this year.
Brush-tailed possums wee on themselves and lick their paws to cool down. It is currently 33oc in the tinny.
No matter the time of year, a kind word and a kind deed are worth more than all the riches in the world. My TL and I hope you spread your warmth and kindness generously over the festive period and we wish you all the very best for 2026.
Kind Regards.
Tracy
The honeyeater migration is underway. As I have gone native, that is, planting species indigenous to my local area, I have been contemplating ripping out all my exotic plants. It doesn’t help that my new neighbour is trying to hedge me in with European plants. This is ‘Straya, I feel like saying.
Anyway, the visiting Yellow-faced honeyeaters have reminded me that it is okay to retain a few of my less weedy exotic shrubs.
I knew it! Everyone loves camellias.
Still, the woodland birds really love the garden changes. They are coming in droves now.
Take care, everyone. Grow it and they will come.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
And lucky shot.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
Gang Gang eating the fruit of a narrow-leaved hakea.
And another photo.
Photos taken by my True Love.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
For Anita. With apologies to The Beatles.
Hey Dude, don’t make it bad.
Take a fad song and make it madder.
Remember to let her under your skin,
Then you’ll begin
to fake it
Better better better.
Have a good one, everyone.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
PS. Not my garden but some other people having fun.
I thought I might get bogged so I took evasive action. Also, I didn’t have a “web” cam. Get it?
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
This is a test, perhaps of my patience and perseverance. It seems there has been a software update somehow, somewhere, so I can no longer load photos that are true to the colour that I shot them in. I’ve tried the fixes but they aren’t working. So my workaround is to over-saturate my photos in Photoshop and then re-edit the de-saturated photos in the Windows photo app. Technology!! Anyway, this will do. I now look forward to seeing how this photo looks on my various devices.
Life goes on. Yes, I am still here. Hope you are too.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
Thanks to our neighbour’s wonderful native garden, we have many little birds nesting nearby.
The Superb Fairywrens are up at the crack of dawn collecting nesting materials and hunting insects. They have been incredibly bold bounding around our dog yard.
Here she is.
Here he is.
And a female Golden Whistler also visited today.
Down the road at our park, currawong chicks have already hatched, while the magpies are currently on their nest too. It is all happening.
It is a very different year to last year. It is much drier and hotter. The temperature is forecast to be 35o Celcius next week and we are only three weeks into Spring. Perhaps the rats will leave home then, although it is probably better for the wren chicks if they do not.
Photos courtesy of my True Love.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
By the way, the title refers to the head shot, not the species. 🙂
Have a feral Friday, everyone.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
A bird poem.
Here comes
the red-browed finch.
Here.
For the first time.
Today.
This day bathes
in your sweetness.
May your day be bathed in sweet little birds, readers.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
Reflections of An Untidy Mind 