This morning’s bird watching was very successful which I could attribute to the warmer weather but I think it is mostly to the credit of the attendants, practicing and advancing… Read more The Bird Report →
Those that have been joining me bird watching have been on a very steep learning curve. I have very much enjoyed watching them progress even in these early days. I especially love the pure joy they have for being in nature.
I stepped out of my car and my ears immediately pricked. The whistling kites were whistling nearby. I instinctively smiled. A good start to the day.
Why I love to bird watch goes beyond what can be expressed in written form. It is many things intertwined that form my passion. It is staring at a tree for minutes on end and the sign of contentment as your eyes and brain finally click and you can see the tiny bird flitting through the leaves.
Each step we take leaves an impression on the world. This is both true in a metaphorical and a literal sense. The soil is a vast ecosystem whose complexities we have barely begun to scratch the surface of understanding.
Our town had created a festival where we would dress the trees up in jumpers and yarn bomb everything from handrails to bicycles to ponies.
Every Friday at 7am I am off bird watching somewhere in the Warwick area. Today I was at the Condamine River a little North-west of Henry Joppich Park.
The Adventure Therapy Project is off! I was fortunate enough to be one of the service providers of the project and led the Interpretative Walk. It was a lot of fun and I hope the attendants had fun as well.