Legends from our own lunchtimes

Thursday, January 14, 2010


More often than not over the years, a kingfisher has sat in the Casuarina and watched me shower.
He never waits long enough for me to get a camera.   As soon as the taps are turned off, he disappears.
He becomes invisible, just as he has done for this photo from the shower recess.
I've spent a lot of time staring out that window of late, showering far beyond the socially acceptable time limits, and wondering what excuses the day will bring.
Today is Thursday.  Two days after Tuesday.   That Tuesday, when we were going to have an answer.

Edit:7:30 am.
The letter arrived in our PO Box this morning, "subject to the availability of funds" we are now in the negotiating phase.  The clouds have become instantly lighter, the ball in our stomachs has turned to butterflies.   We have a long road ahead, but at least now we know we are on it.

Social Scorecard 2010:
Day No: 14
Nights at Home: 14
Days Without Visitors: 10


Julie said...

Goodo about the letter. Butterflies are light and beautiful.

That kingfisher is not particularly colourful. Must be a female.

Anonymous said...

that shot reminds me of an old 8mm movie on the loungeroom wall... Mand

cara said...

I just came back from a week in Imbil. I bet there was some solistalgia there until recently... the place is absolutely breathtaking. What a relief for them not having that dam hanging over their heads. Hope you get some of their luck.

Joan Elizabeth said...

Great, so things are progressing. When I saw the title I was hoping for better picture of a kingfisher than the fuzzy one I managed in Dubbo ... 'twas disappointed but know about the enjoyment of showers looking out into nature.

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