on 03-10-2015 12:15 PM
This is a thread with no particular
Topic so no one can be off topic 🙂
So if anyone out there has something
To say about anything you like now
Is your chance
Keep it clean
And be nice
See how long that lasts
Can we keep politics and religion out
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on 01-06-2017 12:58 PM
Good Morning 🙂
6 am.
It's minus 2.4, not far off the prediction.
The "Feels like", apparent temperature is a balmy minus 6.5.
I went back to bed. The world can cope without me for another couple of hours, ha ha.
The bird bath froze, predictably enough.
I have learnt that taking to the ice with a hammer is not a good idea, ha ha
The ice round the edge of the bird bath melts, leaving a floating sheet of ice.
Hitting the ice with a hammer displaces the water - roughly in a front of pants direction... ha ha.
There are subtler and easier ways of breaking ice, and I don't mean asking it if it comes here often, ha ha.
Canberra, it gets cold here.
That doesn't really work as a tourism slogan, does it? Ha ha.
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on 01-06-2017 02:39 PM
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on 01-06-2017 03:02 PM
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on 01-06-2017 04:38 PM
on 01-06-2017 04:45 PM
on 01-06-2017 05:17 PM
It is 50 years this year since I moved to Canberra and I still remember that first winter like it was yesterday. Brrrr!!!
When I moved back to Sydney I had to ask if it was an abnormally hot winter....I was getting round in a t-shirt.
on 01-06-2017 09:10 PM
on 01-06-2017 09:15 PM
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on 01-06-2017 09:54 PM
on 01-06-2017 10:02 PM
What's casting a shadow there, on the table...?
Specifically on that side of the table...?
It's not a shadow, it has an ear, ha ha.
The smallest member of the family has come in for breakfast.
He's doing well, it's only been a week or so since he decided that didn't need Mum anymore.
So she's disappeared off to have a well earned break, ha ha.
It's the same thing with Piano and Moreton.
The day that Piano decided that she's a big girl, now, Moreton heaved a sigh of relief and packed her bags for Club Med Possum, ha ha.
I headed out the back to put "breakfast" out, expecting that the old man bird with the curved beak would be there, waiting for me, doing his expectant dance, ha ha.
Not today.
Well, fair enough, he spent most of the day here.
I'm at the big table, fending off the wattlebirds and the currawongs - "Hurry up! Hurry up! Move out of the way!" - (that's them, not me), ha ha, and out of the blue he appears - not standing on ceremony, he lands on the bridge and heads straight for "His" spot .
That's where "His" food goes.
It's not that he won't eat in half a dozen other places, but he has "His" spot, ha ha.
It's a good thing that I put food there, beforehand, or by golly I would have received a frowning and a half, ha ha.
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