Great Cormorants

These birds were lined up along the edge of rocks. Every now and then one would lean into the water and grab a fish.

This one suddenly got the urge to leap into the water, catch a fish and then fall back into line along the edge of the rocks.

Close up Artichokes

While I enjoy eating artichokes, I enjoy their color and shape even more. They grow in my garden visible from the street and passer-bys have been know to enquire as to why I would grow ‘thistles’ in my garden.

What a gorgeous color contrast the red bug and vibrant purple flower.

Even before they reveal the amazing purple, they are striking.

And of course, the bees appreciate them too, hiding deep inside or buzzing around the flowers.

Lovely Lantana

I’m almost ashamed to admit that this beautiful flower is a “Weed of National Significance’ in my state and I love it in my garden. It’s classified as a poisonous weed. Personally, I haven’t found it to be invasive, although it is thriving here where mostly it’s a struggle to get plants to survive. It is toxic to animals, but the bees seem to love it – so that’s another plus.

Red Hot Pokers

My pokers grow in a garden outside my bedroom window. Usually by Christmas they poke their heads up so I can see them just outside the window. This year they are preparing to bloom, maybe a little earlier due to all the rain that we have had recently. I love watching all the flower gradually reveal itself. The best part is that just about now, when they are starting to bloom, the honey eaters find them and sit on them bobbing around while they feast on the nectar. I’m waiting to catch them in a photo

For Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge (CMMC)

Taken today

Today was hot and humid. Most of the wildlife was quietly at rest, finding places to cool off. The pelican seemed happy just to cool off in the shallows.

It took me a while to realise this cockatoo was sitting above in the leaves just keeping an eye on me.

The duck also happy to sit around in the lagoon.

The turtle was just surfing, waiting for a wave that wouldn’t eventuate.

The hawk was just not bothered and keeping a wary eye out.

Magpies

I wonder what this conversation is about….

The fuzzy bird is the young one demanding food from a parent.

Please, come on, hurry up, I’m starving.

What’s this all about?

Such a sweet young thing.