The Golden Way - apologies for the poor picture quality in these. Only had my phone with me and it doesn't seem to capture the true vibrance and colour I may have missed the main blossom season, but on Sunday I went to Knocklofty – a nearby bushland reserve which lies a little higher up the mountain and where there were still quite a few wattles in bloom. Though the larger, showier Silver Wattles were already in decline, it was a chance for some of the more subtle ones to shine. It was a glorious sunny morning and everyone seemed to have the same idea. Families with children were out and about, also the joggers and dogs walking their owners. Birds sang. I heard parrots in the trees - Kookaburras, mournful crows and a bird that sounded like it was saying “Get a job.” I really wanted to try to catch the sound of the “Pobblebonk” frogs but their ponds were already dry. Lovely as they sound, I hope the Kookaburras -an introduced species, weren't responsible for their absence.
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