King Parrot

Grandma's Farm

The kids of The Blue Mountains Menagerie have a Grandma (my Mum) with a farm.

We get our fix of paddocks and ponies when we visit.
A particular favourite with my 7yo boy is hunting for bones.

Of course I can't help snapping the local chooks.

A Recipe for all Mothers

Today I left some dishes dirty
The bed I made at three thirty.
The nappies soaked a little longer,
the odour grew a little stronger.
The crumbs I spilt the day before,
Are staring at me from the floor.
The fingerprints there on the wall,
Will likely still be there next fall.
The dirty streaks on the window panes,
Will still be there next time it rains.
'Shame on you, old lazy bones', I say,
'And just what have you done today?'

I nursed a baby till he slept,
Held a toddler while he wept.
I played a game of hide and seek,
I squeezed a toy so it would squeak.
I pulled a wagon, sang a song,
Taught a child right from wrong.
What did I do this whole day through?
Not much that shows, I guess it's true....
Unless you think that what I've done
Might be important to someone
With bright eyes and soft baby hair.
If that is true, I've done my share.

Joanne Green

Tide

Dixie Chik

Arabella

I don't get out of bed for less than $10 000 a day

Back burning

Hazard reduction over the hill from The Blue Mountains Menagerie. We can't smell it but I fear that is only because the wind hasn't blown our way yet.
UPDATE: The smoke has now filled our valley. Will see if I can get a photo tomorrow. Oh yeah... we can smell it now too.