At the moment I am totally and completely enjoying spending time with family, being in an area with low humidity, being cooler, looking around the area, checking out the family farm as well as seeing and hearing the local bird life. How I have missed these more inland birds. Something I have seen plenty of lately are Galahs. They arrive every morning and every evening and are sometimes seen in between. Now I am sure that many farmers are cursing that these birds have found their nearly ready crops but I am loving seeing their pink and grey bodies dotting trees and grass areas as well as hearing their noisy squawking.
Yesterday I had to go down the street (meaning go down to the main street i.e. post office, local shop) so I hitched a lift in the farm's golden chariot (very similar to the station's golden chariot seen here) with Mr Sparky and Farmer G, a very squishy ride I must say, that had a stop over at the local showgrounds. Now the fellas were there to get one of the family cars chugging along again as the battery was having issues. While they messed around with that and checking out other things on the car I wandered around the showgrounds taking photos of this, that and everything. One of those 'everythings' were the Galahs hanging out in the big old iron bark trees.
They were a pretty quiet bunch just hanging out, pruning and sleeping.
Oh and sticky beaking at me gawking at them.
I did eventually make it down the street and then took Mr Sparky for a short town tour and gave the car a run. I am going to miss these pretty birds when I head back north again.