Seven Magpies

A cool change came in on Sunday, about mid afternoon. The temperature dropped from 40C to 32C in quick time. Not much of a change but welcome after the pig of a day that Saturday was. No rain though. It cooled right down last night and it was lovely this morning. Then the sun flexed its muscles a bit and it became unpleasant with a dry blustery wind, not hot, but uncomfortable. The was a lot of bushfire smoke for a while before the wind came up and took it away.

I got to the farm about mid afternoon after a busy day potting on plants to bigger pots to make them easier to water, interviewing for Signpost, and picking some rosemary. Gord and I bought a big salad roll each and had a late lunch before going down the hill with the big ladder to pick some green beech from the last tree that hadn't been picked hard. It was not good quality but the customer was so insistent with the approach of Valentine's Day that I picked it for her as I wanted the tree reduced.

While I ate a magpie came down so threw it a small piece of bread roll and within a minute or two there were seven competing for my offerings. They really are a beautiful bird up close and I enjoyed having them share my lunch. They have been around the house there for some weeks following Meredith about. She takes some old bread with her in her picking box and feeds her blackbirds and others that know her and follow, and now the maggies have joined in.

The yellow tailed black cockies have been about too and of course the screeching sulphur crested devils. but the maggies were my highlight.