WPC Atop: Of The Rock

Just outside our kitchen window is the rather sad remains of a water feature and rockery. Now that our ‘abandoned house’ renovations are almost completed, this area will soon be enclosed in the new screen room which is now under construction. We intend to put some Koi in the pond and build a nice rockery around it. Unfortunately for our wildlife creatures, they will no longer be able to sit ‘atop the rock’. I’ve so enjoyed photographing each and every one as they’ve posed for me here.

Samantha squirrel often sat atop there to eat her breakfast.

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Sammy also liked sitting there, when he wasn’t busy dashing up and down palm trees.

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Rockstar Iggy, so enjoyed displaying his finery atop the rock.

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Grandpa Igasho often took the opportunity of showing off his handsome visage and especially his mohawk, atop the rock.

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Sweet little Anatole, enjoyed sunning himself whilst displaying his dewlap, atop the rock.

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Basil the Brown Basilisk often sat atop the rock, dreaming of finding true love.

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I guess it will be the end of an era, once the construction is finished. There’ll be no more photos taken through my kitchen window. I think I’ll be rather sad about that, and so will my gorgeous visitors, but at least I’ll no longer be tempted to have a go at cutting their toenails.

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To see more contributions for the ‘Atop WPC’, click here.

A Turtle kind of Thursday

Little Terrence was parked right outside our garage door this morning. “I’m a bit lost, can you help me, please?” he asked in a very tiny voice.

DSCN4677I knew exactly how he felt, as I’ve often been lost. Thank goodness for GPS these days. In the bad old days when I had to rely on map books to find my way around, you would often find me parked at the side of the road, map book in hand, turning it this way and that, trying to decide which direction I was actually facing, and then endeavouring to work out whether to turn around or go straight on. I must have inherited my lack of sense of direction from my dad. He was always making u-turns. It’s not just on the road that I get lost. When exiting a public toilet in a shopping mall, I invariably turn the wrong way and head towards the men’s. Then I suddenly realising that there’s no way out at that end of the corridor. Hubby thinks this is funny and always has a weird smirk on his face when I eventually find him again because he knows what I’ve just done.  Anyway, dear little Terrence had found a kindred spirit in me and was gently taken to the backyard, where he was deposited in the lake. I’m sure he’s now happily reunited with his family.

Hope your Thursday is a good one.

New Backyardigans Come To Play

The opening of my kitchen blind this morning, revealed a couple of newcomers to our backyard.

Odette and her cute baby Ollie were frolicking in the pond. If they were looking for fish, they were disappointed.

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They stayed to play for a few minutes before running back to the lake where fish are plentiful. River otters have few predators, but are sometimes hunted by alligators and birds of prey, so I guess these two had better watch out for Ali-Baba and Ozzie osprey. They’re pretty fast in the water, so their chances of survival are quite good.

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I’m always happy to see new critters on my patch. Do you have any interesting animals in your backyard?

Happy Tuesday everyone.

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B&W Sunday: After and Before

Paula’s B&W Sunday challenge this week is to show the same photo, both in colour and monochrome.

No surprise that the subject is one of my beautiful backyard creatures. Woody wood stork is very impressive in colour, as he says, “Flaps up, ready for takeoff!”

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Here he is looking rather dapper with his B&W tuxedo look.

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Wishing you all a very good week.

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Friday’s Feathers: Mr. Yellow Feet

Snowy the egret strutted his stuff past my bathroom window. “Just so you know…..yellow feet are quite in vogue this year.”

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The sight of his yellow foot gear brought back long-ago memories of  Miss Stone, my English Grammar School headmistress. I and my fellow pupils were quite intrigued by her somewhat scruffy attire. She invariably wore thick, yellow, ribbed stockings with her brown tweed skirt and a red cardigan which sported a hole in one elbow. I remember wondering whether she washed the stockings every night, ready for the next day. One day, my sister, whilst on her way to her singing lesson, spotted Miss Stone striding along the pavement, still wearing the same clothes, but with a spade over her shoulder. We assumed that she was going to dig in her allotment, not bury a dead body, but we never could be sure.

Wishing you all a pleasant weekend.

Linda Limpkin’s Big Photo Op.

Me: “Hey, Linda…….mind if I take a few photos?”

Linda: ” Really? You’ll have to give me some time to prepare.”

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“Let me just sort out my back feathers a bit.”

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“Ooops…that’s not working too well!. I’m having a bit of a bad-feather day today.”

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“Yikes…..just when a girl wants to look her best, nothing goes right! Where to from here?”

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“Ah, that’s a bit better. I’m getting the hang of this now.”

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“Right…….I’m almost smoothed down. I hope you appreciate what an effort that was!  I’m quite exhausted.”

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“Okay, go for it. I’ll give you a left profile; I’m told it’s my best side. Have to be going now, as I have a date with Lenny. Hope your blog friends like the photo.”

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Wishing you all a smooth plumage Thursday.

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Nothing Rhymes With Orange

Grandpa Igasho laments, “You know, it ain’t easy being orange. I believe I’m the very VERY Best, but I’m getting very Very Bad Press!”

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“My green ‘so-called’ friends say my colour’s fake.”

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“Look at us. We’re also Green Iguanas. So what’s with the orange?”

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“Don’t they realise that I’m the Big Boss around here? I’m a legend in my own lunchtime! There should be poems written about me, but sadly, nothing rhymes with ‘Orange’.” 😦

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Just a bit of nonsense for a mundane Monday.

“Have a good one,”  as they say here in the USA.

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