galahs

The galahs come, a flock of millions flying north to south, from one field to another. Not quiet these birds, loudly singing their song of flight. We hear their song long before we see their white noisy mass.

When the mass chorus has gone, the magpies, lorikeets and miner birds continue to provide the soundtrack to our day.

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Author: Ganga108

Heat in the Kitchen, Cooking with Spirit. Temple junkie, temple builder, temple cleaner. Lover of life, people, cultures, travel. Champion of growth, change and awareness. Taker of photos. Passionate about family. Happy.

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