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While Bushwalking
Today we decided to go on an impromptu visit to Walyunga National Park which is a twenty minute drive from our house. We're still getting used to all the awesome things near us in Ellenbrook (like alpaca farms!) and this is one of the places.
The awesome green tree with the little nut things (yeah, they have a technical name, so what?) are sheoaks. Mmm. Casuarina for the win.
I have decided that were I ever to be a tree and the spot for karri and casuarina was taken...I'd be a tree with a gnarly root structure like this one.
Although being a tree like this wouldn't be too bad either.
Picnic table in the lake! Glen insisted I get a photo of it. He said 'it's a story.' And I guess it is. It's a short story. The end.
Sheoaks/casuarina don't have to worry about growing straight, they are awesome either way.
The path.
Twenty eight parrot in the sheoak.
I really like twenty eights.
I mean I really really like them. My neighbours used to have a tame twenty eight parrot (a baby rehabbed from the wild, however questionable that might be to do these days) called Max. Max was perhaps the most genial and good natured parrot I'd ever met, and I've met a lot of parrots over the years. The one thing about Max was that he thought it was great fun to tear the rubber of your shoe soles apart.
Male rufous whistler. I have decided that people who take photographs of birds like this without the benefit of a food catcher to attract them are masochists. Masochists, I tell you. There's me standing there like a fool saying things like 'oh you little bastard stop MOVING what the CRAP where'd it GO?' Accompanied by Glen's laughter in the background, of course.
The pied cormorant was easier to get, but very far away.
It's a good thing then, that there were some wild kangaroos around. We kept a safe distance, but they were grazing towards us, so... yay for us! Extra yay that there were no big eviscerating males around.
This one is part of a series. Two kangaroos say 'hai!'
Kangaroo on the right says, 'no wait, bai!'
And then I proceed to get sort of ridiculously happy that I'm finally capturing kangaroo locomotion in what looks like vague focus.
I get so excited, I accidentally forget the whole kangaroo in the foreground. However, I will say that kangaroos have really freaking long feet.
Om nom nom, dry crusty grass FTW. One of my cats chases his tail right? I wonder if kangaroos ever look at their tails and go 'motherfucking SNAKE! SNAKE! RUN AWAY!' It would explain a lot.
Here are three kangaroos. Look how riveting they are. Ooo. Fascinating. Next!
This little guy was hilarious. He hops into this lighting and I'm saying to Glen 'this one is a camera whore! I can hear Tyra saying 'he's fiiiiiiiiiiierce!' in the background.' That is a kangaroo model who knows his light!
On the way back to the car.
One of the views on the way home. We stopped off at a servo so I could get one of those Magnum Colombian Cappucino icecreams because they are so good and I don't even like coffee icecream usually.
And so ended our Saturday afternoon adventure.
Today we decided to go on an impromptu visit to Walyunga National Park which is a twenty minute drive from our house. We're still getting used to all the awesome things near us in Ellenbrook (like alpaca farms!) and this is one of the places.
The awesome green tree with the little nut things (yeah, they have a technical name, so what?) are sheoaks. Mmm. Casuarina for the win.
I have decided that were I ever to be a tree and the spot for karri and casuarina was taken...I'd be a tree with a gnarly root structure like this one.
Although being a tree like this wouldn't be too bad either.
Picnic table in the lake! Glen insisted I get a photo of it. He said 'it's a story.' And I guess it is. It's a short story. The end.
Sheoaks/casuarina don't have to worry about growing straight, they are awesome either way.
The path.
Twenty eight parrot in the sheoak.
I really like twenty eights.
I mean I really really like them. My neighbours used to have a tame twenty eight parrot (a baby rehabbed from the wild, however questionable that might be to do these days) called Max. Max was perhaps the most genial and good natured parrot I'd ever met, and I've met a lot of parrots over the years. The one thing about Max was that he thought it was great fun to tear the rubber of your shoe soles apart.
Male rufous whistler. I have decided that people who take photographs of birds like this without the benefit of a food catcher to attract them are masochists. Masochists, I tell you. There's me standing there like a fool saying things like 'oh you little bastard stop MOVING what the CRAP where'd it GO?' Accompanied by Glen's laughter in the background, of course.
The pied cormorant was easier to get, but very far away.
It's a good thing then, that there were some wild kangaroos around. We kept a safe distance, but they were grazing towards us, so... yay for us! Extra yay that there were no big eviscerating males around.
This one is part of a series. Two kangaroos say 'hai!'
Kangaroo on the right says, 'no wait, bai!'
And then I proceed to get sort of ridiculously happy that I'm finally capturing kangaroo locomotion in what looks like vague focus.
I get so excited, I accidentally forget the whole kangaroo in the foreground. However, I will say that kangaroos have really freaking long feet.
Om nom nom, dry crusty grass FTW. One of my cats chases his tail right? I wonder if kangaroos ever look at their tails and go 'motherfucking SNAKE! SNAKE! RUN AWAY!' It would explain a lot.
Here are three kangaroos. Look how riveting they are. Ooo. Fascinating. Next!
This little guy was hilarious. He hops into this lighting and I'm saying to Glen 'this one is a camera whore! I can hear Tyra saying 'he's fiiiiiiiiiiierce!' in the background.' That is a kangaroo model who knows his light!
On the way back to the car.
One of the views on the way home. We stopped off at a servo so I could get one of those Magnum Colombian Cappucino icecreams because they are so good and I don't even like coffee icecream usually.
And so ended our Saturday afternoon adventure.
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I am yet to meet and, more particularly HEAR a twenty-eight parrot. I saw some breeding birds in a shop a little while back, but they just looked at me and refused to say 28 for me!
Perhaps you should consider being a mangrove tree? They have seriously awesome roots! :D I'd want to be a maple myself.
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Kangaroos!!
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Ooo, you're right, it DOES look like a door! I like it!
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Lol i wonder if people in Australia rent kangaroos to cut the grass like some people in the pacific northwest rent goats.
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Your wildlife may be common to you, but it's all novel and exotic to me! I enjoy you posting the photos and sharing things about them!
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Most people go 'bush' and keep driving.
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We might get clear skies here today. I dreamed of the nature reserve by where my mother lives last night, and woke with the clear memory of a breeze ruffling the tree canopy. Alas, no leaves here! I still think I'm going to take a hike with the dog this afternoon provided I can get my allotted work done this morning. So thank you for the inspiration/motivation!
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Hiking sounds wonderful. I'm currently listening to the odd squeak that Maybe is eliciting from the fluffy mouse thing I got for her today. It's nice and cool here. I love a proper Autumn-y feel. So often Perth just trips from Summer into Winter, but we actually seem to be having a proper Autumn right now. :D
She Not Oak, She Pine
Finally figured it out. We call 'em 'ironwood' or 'iron pines' (even though they're not a pine tree, either) and they've been used as wind/sound breaks along southern California freeways for years (along with some kind of gum tree people call 'pepper trees' because they have the sharp, spicy, slightly camphorous scent that freshly ground pepper has). The Australian she-oak has been making a nuisance of itself in Florida & Georgia by pushing out native pines there.
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Poor feisty Casuarina, they are remarkably hardy in the right environments, I can see them being feral nuisances elsewhere. :/
Re: Florida Invasion
Are the cones/berry/nut things usable for anything? I used to know the botanical term for those particular plant parts... it'll come to me at like, 3am.
Re: Florida Invasion
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*a bit jealous*
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