Marmaduke Duck and the marmalade jam

I can't tell you how delightful it was being surrounded by ducks, dogs , chooks, birds and a stealthy guinea pig as I was recording this video.  They immediately came around when I sat outside and started to read, giving their little quacks of comments.  

It's rather funny how far I've come in terms of getting used to the poultry division heh heh I believe in one of my blogs I wrote about the Hen Brigade and their attempts to storm me as I was trying to collect the eggs!  It always brings to mind the story my mum told me about being pecked by my grandmother's geese and ducks, she absolutely detested them and was constantly sporting bruises on her calfs, funnily enough she loved being friendly with the chooks and said when she was younger in boarding school she befriended a wounded chook (hen.. a hen..) and would spend hours petting and talking to it.... I can see the attraction, they don't talk back and sometimes they give you an egg! heh no seriously, I've gotten over the squeamishness of touching the chooks and have even carried a few out of duck ponds (yes yes  the saviour of chooks everywhere!) 

I also find it awesome how children just go straight in and talk and pet animals no matter what type, absolutely no fear just love. So brave and loving. 

Anyway, I'm off to look for my microphone, can't find it anywhere, do hope the guinea pig hasn't picked it up and used it to torture the chook that lays eggs in his little pen , she has no regard for personal space!

love

Qi x

Mucking around in the garden!

Hiya , this weeks video is a story about Lillipop and her grandpa with their back yard safari adventure.  I recorded this in the backyard of a friends house that I was staying at, so you can hear the ducks , birds and doggos going for it!  Talk about sound effects!

However not only does the garden afford great little adventures , not sure about you but when I was a kid I used to watch ants for hours, I remember I lay on the top of the  patio balustrade which was made of cement and rather wide, obviously watching the ants, the sun , the sound of droning bees, I fell asleep, and woke up in a shock when I rolled over and promptly fell into a cactus plant at the bottom (much to my brothers delight, that anecdote went viral in our suburb thanks to them) .

That does bring back painful memories... painful .. but still... you learn where it's safe to nap! heh heh.   ah back to garden , yes it was a place of enchantment for me, especially under the large jacaranda tree which I believed housed faries,     My mother used to say I was a strange child,  I was either tearing around the garden or up in a tree reading my books... try to get me to climb a tree nowadays... HA HA HA.... no I tried... and failed... gravity is just too much! 

I hope, no my wish is for the next few generations to be able to have as much fun and joy as we had in our gardens, either messing with our dogs, bouncing a ball or just watching ants doing their thang.

Here's to nature.

luv

Dx

 

Flora's Flowers by Debi Gliori

Ok ok I'll admit it, I was leaving for a small getaway, just a couple of weeks in S.A, by the harbour, and was trying to fit in everything including recording and editing my book reading, so far I haven't been rumbled as my grandson hasn't squeaked about missing a new story! 

Anyway, you know murphy's law, anything and everything, from camera not autofocusing , batteries going dead suddenly, tripod missing, only thing that was working was my mike and even then the dog thought it was a game to try catch the cable it was attached to!  I'm just so amazed I even got one story from all that palaver !  

It's all edited to the best of my little sticky fingers, it's a sweet story about gardening and growing things, bit of a sore point with me, after the big move from the Sunny Coast to the City a lot of my plants karked it... I've tried very hard over the years to be the green thumb chick I know that  is deep  (very deep) inside of me, instead of the city chick who squeals at worms (I even touch them without a glove I tell ya... yea look at me go!) so when a plant of mine dies or can't be saved from overnight locust munch downs, it's saddens me.  Perhaps like this story I should try to grow a brick and see what happens... waddaya think?

have a lovely week yall

Dx