The old man has been poking his red camera (the one with a good macro setting) into some of the Hardenbergia, Banksia Rose, and Grevillea plants out front.
This morning, I accidentally stopped Daddy from photographing a Tawny Frogmouth (backyard as we set out) and Acacia Possum (first 100 metres of the walk).
I was still a very good girl, Daddy says, because I stopped a cattle dog that burst open the front gate of a house we walked past. It wanted to eat Daddy, but I made it go back into its yard, and Daddy closed the gate.
Because Daddy got no photos, he’s putting up a few from his archive.
A cloud of flying termites silhouetted against the morning sky.
One of our water-dragons, ready to warm up on a concrete pad.
A hare, enjoying a March morning.
From this morning’s walk: Acacia Possum shares a nose-snuffling moment with her little Cantaloupe.
Banana Possum saw us last night, and wanted to take refuge in a tree, which wasn’t very tall.
Seeing we didn’t come through the fence, Banana decided to slip behind the tree and wait for us to leave. She’s learning.