On a day where the only noises are the birds and the sounds of the plants growing, the local magpies band together like a neighbourhood vigilante group to eject the noisy miners that have Continue reading “Garden”



And chillies hang like earrings from the chilli bushes. Amaranth leaves turn red and spectacular and my plans for removing them are delayed. Magpies are not fussy, sipping and bathing in the tray of water Continue reading “Autumn”