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The Gaiter Girls were going to climb a mountain, but hiker Rachel is a wildlife carer. The previous evening she had received a call that some children were harrassing new born ducklings in a local park. Rachel needed to assess if the ducklings needed to be rescued or not. We were relieved and delighted to find them none the worse for their treatment. They were only a couple of days old and it was a joy to watch them swimming with their parents.
The shaded path beside the small stream continued on, beckoning us to discover where it would lead to.
Several kilometres were enjoyed here at Kimberley Park, before we drove a short distance to a favourite path at Parkview Avenue.
Enoggera Creek
On Sunday, Jocelyn and I ventured to Mt Tamborine for its inaugural Winter Festival. It was a cold evening. A lovely atmosphere prevailed. Patrons were rugged up, heaters were in place, fairy lights glowed and a variety of European styled craft and food stalls beckoned. Alas, the mulled wine supplies had been exhausted mid afternoon.
Living with views of the local golf course, is never dull. Balls occasionally land in the pool or on the roof. Good and bad putts are observed on the 6th green. Banter, and thankfully not as often, cursing is heard as an easy shot proves otherwise. Then there is the enjoyment of the open view, sun and moon rise and the abundant birdlife, especially the pelicans.
Yesterday morning I looked out just before 8 am and was impressed with this array of buggies.
Finally, colour in our neighbour's garden.
I would love to read your comment.
I'm trying to imagine a mallard with an Australian accent. My first reaction in seeing the cockatoo is that somebody's bird escaped! Silly, but that would certainly be the case here. Enough with the gibberish--- Another delightful post, and I thought about you when I was picking out the wildflower shots.
ReplyDelete😂🤣😂🤣 Now I am trying to imagine a mallard with a Yankee accent! Re your wildflowers, I can almost imagine in my mind where the one with the log was taken. We too have unsettled skies but it is winter. No doubt you are longing for sunshine and warmth.
ReplyDeleteYour winter colour is gorgeous. Love your groups’s motto about the importance of the journey. How true!
ReplyDeleteLiving by the golf course must be interesting for sure. The white bird, a corella? appears to enjoy watching as well.
Marie, we have just had 3 dreary, damp, cold days, and yesterday, Sunday the sun was shining again. I took my morniing coffee to the patio and spotted aabout 10 pelicans on the far golf pond. The morning was then lost to me, as they glided, dived, and then preened on the bank. Another larger group appeared as if to fly over, but to my joy, they were riding the thermals and were spectacular for nearly an hour.
ReplyDeleteThe sulphur crested cockatoo is a permanent fixture on our neighbour's fence.
It's so different to see your beautiful blooms "mid-winter." As always, you and your friends make the most of any excursion. We went to our local golf course Saturday after we got rained out from harvest. We saw a few golf carts, but nothing like the "herd" you had taking off at your course.
ReplyDeleteA controlled 'herd' until something spooked them!
ReplyDeleteAll of your walks are interesting, Helen, and as you so rightly state it's the friendship and camaraderie that makes them extra special.
ReplyDeleteSomeday I am coming there for the winter if I ever get let in!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun walk!
ReplyDeleteYou live in a beautiful, scenic area, Helen. I like walks that sometimes trick me and take me on an adventure. se you're enjoying winter - a bit different from my winters!
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