This is definitely one of the more original titles I have come up with.
Our resident swallows have done a stellar job of rebuilding their mud house outside our front door and it seems we may have twins or even triplets. No sooner had I taken the picture of the egg shells below when mommy or daddy swallow flew another half shell into the lounge. Our swallows seem to be quite vain too as they love flying into the house (much to our fur babies disgust) and sit on a boat that is on the mantel with a mirror behind it. The swallows sit for hours cheeping and chattering at themselves in the mirror while standing on the top of the mainsail. It is really cute to watch.
One of my brothers and his family will be visiting over Christmas. Both my brothers were born with a fishing in their blood and my brother who is coming to visit is always collecting more paraphernalia to his already very extensive fishing gear. I am sure he will tell you they are all necessities. 😉 He asked if I would tie him a couple of prawn flies. You see traditionally here at Sundays River, you pump pink (sand) or mud prawns before heading off on your fishing journey for the day. This request was easier said than done as there are not many prawn fly patterns available and I really need a pattern to work from. As you can see below I am not terribly good at working without a proper pattern, not to mention the conflicting information about which way the hook is supposed to face – I still don’t know if the prawn is meant to swim backwards or forwards. No laughing now, I had to do a lot of McGyver work on these little fellows. I will be very impressed if my brother catches a fish using them. They look more like out of space goggas (bugs) than prawns…
You may recall I mentioned our garden service guy transformed our peach tree into a topiary, well, it got out of control. Our tree grows faster than a weed it seem so I asked our gardener to scale it down and lo and behold there are a few peaches. The peach below was accidentally lobbed off with the pruning session. It is almost ripe. I shall leave it a couple more days to and see if it is worm free and worth eating.
I am also very excited to share that our green plum tree also has some fruit on it and this little plum was swatted off by my little fur baby the other day when he was playing in the tree. Wonder if I can train him to do it again when all the fruit is ripe and ready to be harvested.
Pete was home recently for a few days and he planted a seed in a homemade mini hot house which he will train into a bonsai – now here’s hoping I can keep the seedling alive until he gets home in a couple of weeks.