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For months now I have been in serious training. Magpie training. It’s full on magpie breeding season here in Canberra (Australia) and for the unlucky few, a walk, cycle or broomstick ride, may lead to being dive-bombed by a rampaging magpie. As of a few minutes ago, the count on the number of magpie attacks that have occurred in Australia this year is 3798, with 466 injuries (see Australia’s Magpie Swooping Map 2020). The number of attacks and injuries are likely significantly under-reported. But have no fear, ladies and gentlemen, there are a couple of ways to mitigate the risks.
Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.
At this particular moment in time, I am indeed very fortunate. It has been over a month since a Covid-19 case was reported in Canberra, Australia’s national capital. This means that I am relatively free to go about my business provided I maintain social distancing, which for me is relatively easy. That being the case, I have been continuing my winter training, the purpose of which is to ensure that as many magpies as possible make my acquaintance before magpie swooping/breeding season kicks in.
It’s that time again — time for Su’s virtual afternoon tea. Once a month, Su at Zimmerbitch hosts afternoon tea in the blogosphere and we are all invited. You can bring something to share or just go along for a chat. I am also combining my visit to Su’s with my (early) Friday song day. My Friday song day happens each Friday (except when I post on Thursday night), and is where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.
July casts a long shadow – Winter in the national capital (Canberra, Australia).
Contrary to photographic evidence, I spend much of the month hiding in my home or in my head. The disaster that is Covid-19 grips the nation. Covid-free Australian states shut their borders against those states battling virus spot fires or a full-on raging inferno. I’m all for border closures. Virus afflicted states are going to need all the help they can get from other states to subdue this contagion. Hate, bigotry and ignorance also corrode the social fabric. This too we can overcome provided we have the will to work together.
It’s that time again — time for Su’s afternoon tea. Once a month, Su of Zimmerbitch hosts afternoon tea in the blogosphere and we are all invited. You can bring something to share or just go along for a chat. I’m just going to finish a load of washing (yes, exciting times here) and then I’m going to pop on over. Hope I see you there.
Today it is one of those perfect winter days in Canberra. It got down to 4oc overnight and is now a calm and sunny 13oc degrees. I’ve got my walking shoes on so I might try to fit in a walk as well before I head over to Su’s.
I’ve been invited to Su’s virtual tea party today. We all have actually. I thought I should take something tasty to contribute, but unfortunately I lost track of time, so I had to throw something together at the last moment. Su (at Zimmerbitch) has gone to a lot of effort though, so you should pop over to see what she has made and have a chat.
I find I like these virtual afternoon teas. I don’t have to clean up for visitors. I just have to arrange some artful background for the food photos. Nevertheless, even this minimal organisation was difficult because the dining table had been commandeered by my True Love for his home office. I’ve decided I need to go shopping (online?) for an outdoor cafe table so that I can have our virtual afternoon tea photos in the garden. I could make a table, but you know, time constraints. I digress. Read more
As many of my regular readers will know, I am quite an introvert. So you would think self-isolation would suit me well, but even I am struggling. My True Love and I have had a few tense moments too. As we have no known cases of active Covid-19 infections in my fair city, restrictions were eased somewhat last weekend. It is a tricky time. Physical-distancing fatigue is definitely an issue for a significant proportion of Aussies. Needing to protect vulnerable family members, among others, our family took cautious advantage of the relaxation of the lockdown rules to catch up with family on Mothers Day. Read more
Welcome to Week 7 of my Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge. Corvids are birds belonging to the Corvidae family, encompassing ravens, crows, magpies, jays and nutcrackers. So peruse your corvid photo, poetry, music and story archives and join the challenge.
You can participate in the Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge by creating a pingback to this post (my pingback approval settings are set up for manual approval, so it may take a little while for your pingback to appear) and/or by leaving a hyperlink to your submission in the comments. Tag your post Corvid-2020 or C20WC. I really do hope you will join in. Read more
I’m not a morning (photography) person. In the morning, I am usually pretending to be too busy doing stuff to be wasting my time taking photos. So consequently when I checked my photo archive for the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge — Morning, my morning photos were few and far between. I normally start to take a few photos around midday, you know, to further avoid actually doing anything “productive”. My photography tempo picks up early afternoon, peaking between 3.30pm and sunset. That’s because by 3.30pm, I’ve convinced myself that it is now too late to actually do anything concrete, for example, like starting work on whatever art project I happen to be contemplating at the time. Read more
Welcome to Week 5 of my Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge. Corvids are birds belonging to the Corvidae family, encompassing ravens, crows, magpies, jays and nutcrackers. So check out your corvid photo, poetry, music and story archives and join the challenge.
Over 170,000 people have died from Covid-19 since December 2019, and yet, I can still enjoy this little corvid challenge. There’s something about minutely concentrating on one thing and just one thing that helps me keep my sanity. It is a triumph of bravado over pessimism. So are you ready? Let’s go corvid-hunting. Read more