Good morning - on a beautiful spring morning in downtown Brisbane. This IS the time of year I love best. It's cool enough for sleeping, the temps during the day are around 24-25C and the air is clean and crisp. Humidity is not yet with us - nor are the bugs, although they are coming back! The rain washed the dust away yesterday, but we still need more.
Shall I tell you the story of my morning - which is why I am in such a good mood I guess?
I got up at 4.00am and made the coffee, fed the cat, had a quick peep on the computer, put the washing away and got dressed in my gym gear - left home at 5.00 to drive to the gym 25 mins away. Put in a good workout - 45 mins of cardio equipment - rower, stepper, free runner and bike for a total of around 10km and 450 calories, showered, dressed and drove to the ferry terminal. That was all pretty normal wasn't it?
Then at the ferry terminal I had about 7 minutes to wait for the city cat (ferry) and the morning is sparkling down on the river. There is just the slightest breeze to rattle the palm tree fronds, the river is sparkling in the sunlight, the buildings, boats and bridges are reflecting in the water - barely a ripple to be seen. Then along comes Mr Pelican who is gliding along in great grace and beauty and under the water you can see the legs going at great speed just to keep this great big bird moving along. What did I just say??? Under the water you can see........ Yeehaa, all efforts to clean up the river are working. Not so many years ago you wouldn't have been able to see you hand in the water it was so awful. It wasn't known as the open sewer for nothing.
Now the birds are back and obviously the fish as well. Anyway Mr Pelican glides along pecking away at the water when all of a sudden he is dive bombed by a butcher bird (smaller version of the magpie). Mr Pelican is not amused. So the butcher bird lines up for the next attack and Mr Pelican waits until the bird is only inches from him and he rears up his beak and give the butcher bird a swat across the tail feathers. Butcher bird is now making loud squawking noises like he has been shot and lines up for the third attempt. Mr Pelican is not amused. He waits for the butcher bird to get in range and opens his beak and give the bird a broadside and a bite at the same time. Butcher bird is not seen again at the ferry terminal. Talk about David and Goliath - except that ended the other way around.
That ends todays nature watch. Tune in tomorrow for the next big adventure.
I've had a message or two from Chris who is just beginning to realise the enormity of her situation. She's had a bad couple of days but is coming to terms with it. There will be more tears and anger before she is through. She still wants me to go up there. I will organise the flights today and if the worst comes to the worst I can always borrow her car and go touring for myself. However by that time she should have read up on the syndrome and figured out where she can go, do and be. I have great faith in her rising to meet the challenge.
Halgal happy belated birthday. Sorry I didn't know it on the day but anyway here is a belated birthday wish

and some flowers for you.
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I'm not an adventurous music person. I likes what I likes. There is a country music station that I listen too in the car, I don't mind a bit of country - but I guess I'm sort of stuck in the 60's and 70's and light popular stuff. I don't mind a bit of classical but not opera too much and I'm not a big jazz fan either especially the discordant stuff. Keith Urban I thought was a Kiwi - and when I go to the fan club site I see he is. The other site told me he is a native Australian! It seems he lives about an hours drive away from me - and I heard some rumour about him going out with Nicole Kidman???!!! If that fan club
http://www.keithurbanfans.com/funfacts.html is the one your friend has, please tell her that the name of the town where he is from (Whangarei) is pronounced Fong-a-ray and not Wong-a-ray. Wh is an F sound more or less. It's not a big problem with me, I'm part Maori, but some of the diehards would give you a big raspberry if they saw that.
Nita, I would love to see some pics of your sewing. I have a friend up in Chino Valley Az who does crafty things to tee shirts and jeans and things. Lovely stuff. She sells some of her stuff at markets and things.
Gotta go - work calls, why on earth wasn't I born rich instead of beautiful?????
