LITTLE THINGS

It was the morning after the southerly blew through. Things hadn’t been good and the world was heading to hell in a handbasket. Walking in the cold early morning was a reminder of the winter we were leaving behind, with day length now rapidly increasing and the sun sitting higher in the sky every day. I miss Winter already.

Scattered on the forest floor were dots of white Eucalypt and Angophora flowers, shredded off the highest branches by the nights winds, lying there like Hansel and Gretel clues to nowhere special, except a change of mood.

Better already.

This little person, male or female I wasn’t about to check, was waiting for us when we got home, snuggled into the ground. All the dogs could do was bark and stay clear.




What a cutie, a spiny ant eater with cream brown spines all puffed out, caught off guard and quickly buried in for safety. The Echidna is an egg-laying mammal, the female suckling its young (they're called puggles - file that in your scrabble cortex) through milk pores. As egg layers, and with a low body temperature of 31 - 32 celsius, they are probably the ancient link between reptiles and mammals. That's between snakes and us!

Almost side by side was this native iris (Patersonia sericea var. sericea) in flower, this day his big day.



And the sky hadn’t fallen in, as blue as ever over the Hakea salicifolia in full spring bloom.