Reflections from the sun room

In summer evenings it is our habit to sit in our sun room and take a libation or two.  There are several reasons for this:

• it is nicely cool when the Easterly is blowing;
• the reception for ABC FM radio is good down there; and
• the view on to the garden bed is very pleasant.

At present the most exciting element of the garden bed is a great array of red-hot pokers (Kniphofia sp).

That is about half of them.  They are particularly pleasing since they have only started flowering when we split up the huge tussocks we inherited with the place.  They are very popular with Eastern Spinebills which dine on the nectar in the florets (and possibly gobble a few insects en passant).

Not great shots but a nice bit of colour.

We were also visited by a pair of Laughing Kookaburras and given the evil eye by one of the local Pied Currawongs.

After my personal reflections, a young Crimson Rosella also added a reflection, of a more physical nature, when it tried to fly through the closed window.  I watched it come and it had to do quite a swerve to hit the glass - with a very loud thud.  This made it amatter of great interest to Tammie, who put up her front paw as a request to leave the room.  

The Committee considered, but rejected, this request.  The situation was proving a bit stressful for all concerned so I grabbed a cardboard box as a place for the Rosella to rest in.  That was not necessary since as soon as I opened the door (with small dog firmly restrained by Frances) the parrot zoomed off.  They must have a strong skull.