Just back from Dalveen - unfortunately the grass was as high as an elephant's eye up there.  Spent about 10 hours all up on the ride on, mowing in and around the house, sheds and dam.  It all looked perfectly coiffed as we left for Brisbane yesterday.  When will the warm weather leave and the autumn chill arrive.  Once that happens I can finally forget about mowing and get stuck into some other chores around the place.  There's a lot of brush cutting to be done, the blackberry bushes need to be dealt with, and the chain saw needs a long workout in order to store in some wood for the fireplaces which will be very necessary once winter sets in.

On a brighter note, our Satin Bowerbird has returned for the 5th year in a row and rebuilt his bower.  Actually, I can't know that he's the same Bowerbird, but I like to think he is.  For the first time this year I actually saw a female near his bower.  I wasn't lucky enough to capture a photograph of her, but I did get a couple of the male when he came closer to the house to feast on a fallen persimmon.  I went down to take a couple of photographs of his bower and he was most put out, emitting a few harsh churrs to send me on my way.  I left him half a broken blue peg in payment for the photographs.  I placed it on the grass well away from his bower and when I peeked in the next morning I saw that he had placed it with his other blue treasures near the bower.  I often wonder if they collect these "blue" treasures because of their violet blue eyes.  Perhaps they see the colour blue as a stimulant for romance - a sort of "come hither and look into my eyes" but with the bowerbird it is a case of "come hither and look into my bower and see all my beautiful blue ornaments I have displayed for you."