Mum and Bub

Mum and Bub

Old Blue Eyes

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!

Mum and out of pouch joey

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).

Hmm, not sure what to do with this thing!
Now you've stopped eating Mum, can we play?
I wonder if you punch it or kick it?
You have to see my manager if you want to take my photograph, lady!
Tawny Frogmouth

Tawny Frogmouth

It was a full moon two nights ago (huge tide and more beach erosion!) and I heard a noise on the balcony. When I went to have a look I saw we had some nocturnal visitors – a family of Tawny Frogmouths. They aren’t owls (they are related) but sure look a lot like them.

Tawny Frogmouth family

The one on the far right is the baby. His or her feathers looked so soft and new.

I wish that woman with the camera would ping off!

They do this swaying thing with their head and body (bit like a snake) when they are agitated.

The baby of the family
The parents

Then after about 10 minutes they turned their backs on me and flew off.

I thought they might be messengers but the phone hasn’t rung yet!