There is a partially blind kangaroo who hangs around our garden – the blind eye looks blue and I call her Old Blue Eyes.
I called her that when I thought she was a male, then one day I noticed she had a baby (a joey) in-pouch. That joey is out of the pouch now!
Old Blue Eyes is a bit of an outsider with the local mob and tends to graze by herself, with her joey. I think she feels safe at our place and doesn’t get spooked when I walk past.
I took these photos yesterday. My children had left the ball there from the day before! (no, I didn’t put it there for the benefit of the photos).