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Saturday 18 April 2020

BUTTERFLIES, BIRDS & THE BEAUTIFUL 'SOUNDS OF SILENCE'



Yesterday and today have been the most magnificent days weatherwise here in Bathurst, and just sitting out on the deck we have been blessed on both days with the sight of continuous waves of white butterflies floating down across the garden. There are a multitude of other colors - bigger than the white ones - but the whites are predominant, and I would guess that there are a good few hundred in the garden at any one time. 


Just one of a great many butterflies in the garden


One of our little Greater Double-Collared Sunbirds giving me the eye

Along with the butterflies we have once again been blessed with a whole array of birds. Predominant have been the (Eastern) Black-Headed Orioles (Oriolus larvatus) with their amazing variety of whistling calls. They absolutely love our Flowering Chestnut tree, and there is hardly an hour that goes by without at least one making its appearance there.


(Eastern) Black-Headed Oriole (Oriolus larvatus) 

The sunbirds have also been making hay while the sun shines, particularly the many beautiful Amethyst (African Black) Sunbirds (Chalcomitra amethystina), and the ever present Greater Double-Collared Sunbirds with their very loud chattering song. Both these species have (and are), nesting in the garden and have become very familiar, with regular visits to the water feeder on our deck, often spending time almost within arms reach while we are there.


Amethyst (African Black) Sunbirds (Chalcomitra amethystina) up in the Flowering Chestnut and then down on the feeder



Aside from these, there are the ever-present Laughing Doves, Dark-Capped Bul-Buls, Cape Glossy Starlings, African Hoopoes and gatherings of often quite noisy Green (Red-Billed) Wood Hoopoes. Occasionally when we look up into the sky above the experimental farm to the south of us we are lucky enough to catch a glimpse of a pair of African Fish Eagles who are (I am sure) resident at Waters Meeting……………and of course our resident Olive Thrush who only allows himself to be seen at either dawn or dusk, and never when I have the camera at hand.

Our resident Ha Da Da family spend a good deal of the day pecking through the grass and have made themselves quite acceptable to Jesse through their constant presence, and I suspect because of their really foul-smelling droppings which she will roll in given half a chance ………. even if it does mean being hard-hosed down to get rid of the pong.

What we have really been enjoying most about this lockdown though have been the magnificent “Sounds of Silence” that surround us all day. The beautiful birdsong, Crickets in the grass, and the occasional Cicada…… then, right now, as I am writing I hear a very low, slow whooo - whooo outside, and look to find about 6 cows munching on the pavement grass, breathing loud and contentedly as they do so. No doubt they’ll also leave some useful deposits to throw onto the compost heap - everything somehow seems to serve a purpose.


So - that’s about it for this Saturday insert. Hope you enjoyed the pics of the birds taken this morning. Enjoy the rest of your day, wherever you are. Take care, and stay safe.

Thursday 9 April 2020

TWO WEEKS INTO LOCKDOWN

I’m not sure that we will ever get used to the noise again. The last two weeks of lockdown have been so beautifully peaceful - no cars, no loud music, no voices. We have had so much time to do little things that have been neglected - to contemplate - and to really look at the beauty of this place that surrounds us.

I’ve had to do one trip to buy food - first in Bathurst, and then through to Rosehill Mall for what I was unable to get here, and in both cases was very disappointed by the attitudes I encountered regarding Covid19. The local butchery was quite a bit busier than usual and the lady at the counter said it was like Christmas all over again - but aside from the two ladies behind the counter and myself, nobody else was wearing gloves or masks, and only one of them a mask. Money was being passed around freely over counters for banking and other purposes with nary a concern for the possible spread of a virus and no sign of disinfectant anywhere. One would not have believed for a minute that as a nation we had been asked to take certain precautions to try and prevent the spread of the pandemic. Question mark, question mark.

At Rosehill Spar I was quite impressed by the measures that had been put in place to protect both public and employees, yet was astounded to see at least fifteen or more obviously middle class couples over 60 (I thought we had to shop singly), happily walking about without masks or gloves, and looking at me and the one or two others who were trying to obey the rules as is we were stark raving mad. I really do hope with every fibre of my body that this thing doesn’t take hold here in the valley of the many retired, but if it does, a great many people are going to have only themselves to blame, and a great many innocent bystanders could end up taking fatal knocks because of a blasé few. Question mark, question mark.

I shall probably get a lot of flak for bringing this all up - but to use Kevin Bloody Wilson’s famous turn of phrase …………. DILLIGAF!

Towards the middle of yesterday afternoon I decided to tackle the compost heap, it needing to have two cubic metres of fairly well rotted stuff on the one side turfed over the wall onto the other side to make room for a whole lot of new stuff which needs sorting and layering. Well, all I can say is that “it ees relly hadd wek”, and that this morning both my rotator cuffs made it quite clear to me that they were totally stuffed and that I should desist from any more work of this nature in the future. Wish I could agree, but then it just won’t get done. After that there was another 45 minute stint on the lawnmower - time well spent according to my telephone which tells me that each of these stints adds up to around 2.5kms worth of valuable exercise. 

With both the compost and the grass cutting I had two very beautiful Starlings within a metre most of the time - waiting for me to feed them grubs out of the compost, and catching all the little jumping bugs around the mower as it moves along. A really handsome and friendly couple indeed.

Thereafter Jesse and I took a walk around the property and I really took the time to consider what Pat has achieved in a little less than two years in this garden, so today I scanned through all of the pics taken over the period and have decided to put up a few comparatives for posterity’s sake ……….. lest we forget!


Until next time ………… please everyone follow the rules - stay safe and stay well.


The front of 6 York Road in April 2018 


The front of 6 York Road in July 2018 - and below looking towards the East garden (also in July 2018)



The front of 6 York Road now (April 2020) looking towards the East garden


The East garden in June 2018 when Pat began working it (and below - 2 pics)



The East garden now - April 2020 (below - two pics)





The Eastern side of the house in April 2018 (above) - and now April 2020 (below)




The South garden (Bananas and apples) in April 2018 (above), and now April 2020 (below)