Summertime in a city ‘sky rise’ and the living is easy .....

Let me tell you ‘bout the birds and the bees and the flowers and the trees 🎶🎵 .... our terrace is a joyful place. We’ve slurped up the heavenly pulp of passionfruit from our vines and sucked the golden pink lusciousness from our figs - with more on the way. 

There are not enough figs ripening together to make jam but we’re really enjoying them daily.  The plum trees are going gangbusters but the tomatoes are being a bit slow ripening. 

Our second grevillea has now been planted (in the corner) and now we wait. Hopefully we’ll get other bird species visit us once they flower.

We spend many delightful hours - or so it seems, watching the birds and insects that visit our garden. And we are rewarded many times over. A couple of mornings ago, we were treated to a wonderful dawn chorus. A juvenile Pied Currawong came in for a look see, a bit of a forage, a drink and then started calling his ‘brother’ to join him. We watched for about half an hour as they talked to each other. Their song must be one of the most beautiful, a glorious melodic caroling. All the while the sparrows were quietly muttering in our tree and the doves fluttered about just making sure their territorial rights were protected. The currawongs are back daily to drink and bathe and forage. So beautiful and so far they haven’t scared off the other birds.