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Sing aloud

Berries for the birds. There has been an avian interloper in the garden singing aloud .  All week I have been feeling disoriented because that's a bird call I associate more with Queensland than the mountains.  It's the Common  Koel.   There has also been a battle of the birds going on too because the Wattlebirds don't like this visitor. I have been reading up on them.  The Koel migrates from New Guinea in the spring to breed and their range has been increasing over the years.  It is believed this is happening because the range of the Red Wattlebird is increasing and the Koel is a brood parasite that lays its eggs in the nests of other bird species one of which is the Red Wattlebird. Apparently a tactic of the Koel is for the male to make lots of noise enticing both the Wattlebirds to go chase him. Meanwhile the quite little female goes and lays an egg in their nest. I think we are going to have a cuckoo in the garden this season screaming at the host parents to

Taking root

I was gently berating my husband this week, "Why don't you help me in the garden?" "Because you do it, so I don't need to," was his nonchalant reply. "Well if I stopped doing it what would the garden be like?" This was a rhetorical question because we both knew the answer ... even more of it would be like this week's photo. Reflection: Psalm 80:8-9 New International Version (NIV) "You transplanted a vine from Egypt; you drove out the nations and planted it. You cleared the ground for it, and it took root and filled the land." Participating in Psalm Challenge #80 with Robert and others over at Athens Daily Photo.

White as snow

The snowball plants are flowering. Reflection: Psalm 79:9 New International Version (NIV) "Help us, God our Savior, for the glory of your name; deliver us and forgive our sins for your name’s sake." Isaiah 1:18 "Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow" Participating in Psalm Challenge #79 with Robert and others a Athens Daily Photo.


Old fashioned flowers make me think of my Mum.  She loved them and passed on her delight to me. Even better, she passed on her love of the Lord, what a great inheritance. Reflection: Psalm 78:6-7 New International Version (NIV) "So the next generation would know them, even the children yet to be born, and they in turn would tell their children. Then they would put their trust in God and would not forget his deeds but would keep his commands." Participating in Psalm Challenge 78.