Autumn is a busy time for the birds in our Blackheath garden. So many seeds to snack on, so many fallen leaves to scrabble about in. And I swear there are those who just know they look good against a blaze of colour. The cheeky rascal below
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By April, autumn is well under way in the upper Blue Mountains. Today I checked some likely spots in Blackheath for ‘fairy’ toadstools. This was taken at the intersection of Wentworth Street and Gardiner’s Crescent. There are lots more popping up. The bowerbird in Memorial Park is
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Lend me your glasses with silver rims, silvereye, silvereye, I’d like to see, but my sight is dim. Lend me a note of your sweet, sad song, silvereye, silvereye, I’d like to sing it when things go wrong. It’s hard to believe that many
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