Well, first there was ANZAC Day. Here is Sarabelle with a couple band friends pre-performance...

and Grice and Elle checking out the local pride on display at the Courthouse Hotel before the parade and memorial.

Lest we forget...

Afterward we stopped by our Witness friends' house for tea. M (aka Dr. Dolittle), has a kookaburra family she has hand-fed for years. I gave it a go, hoping I would not lose an eye in the process.


Horrible photos, I know, but in my haste to get the girls down to town I left my camera behind and was forced to purchase a disposable.
Then the rollinias came in.

We have two big Rollinia mucosa trees, just outside our door. Last year the landlords came and took them all, passing a few on to us. This year they left the harvest to us and we passed a few on to them. Not many though.

The fruit tastes like a lemony vanilla custard. They're beautiful when you pop them in the fridge for a bit, but even then they don't have a very long shelf life, 2-3 days tops. I think I will go have one right now, before they go off.
Here's what happens when you leave them on the tree too long.

We have been battling the birds ever since.
(That's not a little furry animal in there peeking out by the way, those are seeds left over. And yeah, time to trim those bangs.)

I claim not to have controlled events, but confess plainly that events have controlled me.
-- Abraham Lincoln
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