Birds

Ahh the gentle sounds of the power saw in the shed....the hammer furiously bashing some nail....the local builders STILL building the School That Ate The Suburb....and my garden quietly screaming for rain that never seems to appear.
The local tribe of Magpies have taken to squawking at me for food scraps and water,not neccessarily in that order.If we sit on our front verandah the maggies come and perch on the planter boxes to squint at me with the body language of "Hmmph sitting there doing nothing when you could be FEEDING us.Well come on ...what are you waiting for you lazy 2 legged creature ?"
Needless to say one scampers to one's feet immediately to hunt up scraps to placate the tribe with their rather sharp beaks !
But they do scare off those manky Mynah birds that have pushed other native birds out of most areas....and the love sick possum,who hasn't entertained us with his acrobatic feats of late....and they do have a delightful tendency to poop on the neighbours-over-the-back-diagonally withy their extention-forever-in-progress ...she hasn't been screeching about the trees or birds of late....she may be sitting in a corner rocking quietly to the sounds of the suburban wildlife.
Ahhhh fantastic feathered friends !