"Breakfast with the Lorikeets"
This morning I felt I had the best seat in the house.
Sitting on my verandah amongst the weeping red Bottlebrush tree in suburbia.
It's a tiny verandah with room for a tiny table and 2 chairs. I love having my breakfast here.
Today as I sat writing in my journal and enjoying my coffee I was joined by several 'Rainbow Lorikeets'
which are abundant in my area sampling the nectar from the vibrant red bottlebrushes for breakfast.
Delicately they work their way up and down the branches to get to the blossoms.
They remind me of 'expert' tightrope walkers, at home so far above the ground. Hanging upside down, beaks in blossoms they call and chatter noisily to each other. Their colourful plumage is magnificent.
I even witness the antics of a trysting couple. "He is trying to impress "her" with his funky little lorikeet dance. She turns away unimpressed and he tries again and again. Another watches on as if to say "wish they'd get a room" or at least another branch!It makes me laugh out loud.
A wattlebird with it's exquisite blue head lands gently on a nearby branch. I'm given the once over. Obvisiously I'm no threat so on goes the serious business of gathering honey from the blossoms as well.
This ordinary morning is one to remember and seeks to remind me how priviledged I was to encounter the beauty of nature when the "Lorikeets came to Breakfast"
|Coffee in my favourite cup and my Journal|
|One of my cheeky visitors!|
Blessings Michelle xx