We’ve been down at the big smoke signing papers and organising doctor and
solicitor and getting to know all the people involved in our move to a Retirement Village next
year.
And after the near-drought of recent months, there’s been a cyclonic
system arrive from the northwest and our property has had five inches of rain in
the three days we were away. We wondered how the thrush in the Totara tree
managed? She had no cover at all and it must have been a cold, wet time.
Well, this morning we saw at least two fledglings staggering around the
edge of the nest and creeping out on the branches. They’ve apparently survived
the rain and the harriers. Now, about to flutter to the ground, they had better
keep their little beaks quiet or they will fall victim to one of the local
cats.
But their mother, who seemed to make a pretty stupid choice for a home,
she’s done the best she could and soon it will be all up to them. They may or
may not survive. But hopefully their cheerful song will soon charm our
neighbourhood. Ain’t life marvellous?
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