Awards with a touch of nostalgia.

Thanks to two lovely bloggers I have two awards! And pass them on I shall once I get the other stuff done with. 

The first is the 7x7 link award given to me by  Nubian. This award had me all nostalgic. I had to go back to my previous posts to fit the following categories:

Most Beautiful:
mermaid visual poetry

Most Helpful:
trouble posting comments? try this (so I took this literally)

Most Controversial:

Umm... I don’t really have anything for this....

Most Surprisingly Successful:
my budget wedding (going by comments)

Most Underrated:

mobys round world trip (hey, who doesn’t love photo shopped cats?)

Most Prideworthy:

my meaning of life (only two comments at the time, I was a newbie, but it’s worth reading)

I then pass this onto seven other bloggers I think are worth your time to check out because of their awesomeness.  And these are:

antarescryptos

thinkstew

thefriskyvirgin

Let's be splendid about this..

paulsifer

The Bimillennial Man

carolereidartist

The next award I received was from IWASNTBLOGGEDYESTERDAY (THANKYOU!) and it’s the LiebsterBlog. Basically it is awarded to those who have less than 200 followers. Just to show and spread the love. I also get to pass this one on to! I decided to roll my picks into one list.. Hey it’s my blog..

So click on their links and take a look at their pages, each one is different and unique in it's own way, but they are all great.

I'm going to be a Beach Bum...

We received a call from the real estate today. We got the unit we applied for, and it is just a short walk from the beach. So short that you wouldn't even break out in a sweat. It's a lovely two bedroom apartment, on the end of the complex, so we also have side windows, and a nice balcony to watch the waves. It also has a secured, garage underneath, where we can store most of our stuff. Even so we have had to downsize considerably. 
And we also can't have Moby. I'm pretty devastated, but there is strictly no pets allowed in the complex and Hubby and Son really wanted this unit. We are looking for a good home for him. There are a couple of things we are waiting to hear from. I've had him for ten years. Granted over those ten years he was living with my parents for some of that time, but he was still my kitty and I could visit him whenever I wanted. I wish my parents were still here so I could just hand him back to them. I can't give him to the lady that took my parents cat because then she'd be looking after two cats and a dog.  There is one lady who lives in the hinterland behind the beach who is animal crazy who may take him. She is the sister of a very good friend of ours.
Anyway...we are moving in just over a week (yeah that's how close we were getting), and having a mega garage sale on the weekend. The house is full of boxes, and I hate it. 
On the flip side, I discovered that giant rolls of bubble wrap are FUN.


In other news...
The honeysuckle, that is actually a honeyeater, is still sitting on her two eggs. I'm not sure if they are going to hatch before we leave though. I found out that they are a little family who live in this area and apparently they nest in that particular bush every year. Damned crazy birds! I am going to miss my little wren family as well. I haven't seen any nice birds at the beach except for crows, Ibis's and seagulls. And while crows are sometimes amusing to watch, they aren't the same as my cute little twittering wrens. Ibis's are ugly and seagulls are basically rats with wings. 


So that is my story at the moment. Happy but sad. 

Probably the most annoying thing ever...

And the Award goes to....
MOVING!
Yes. We found out the other night that we have just three weeks to find a new place to live, and then move into said new place. GAH! 
We knew we would have to move eventually. As the owner of this house wants to sell it. And we knew that he was coming here to do some fixing up and renovations before he put the place on the market. We just thought we would have a wee bit more time to organise things. But three weeks?! Freaking out. 
We have changed our minds about where we want to move to a dozen times. Stay here, go to Melbourne, move closer to Brisbane..... 
In the end we had one decision.
Cold and arty, or
Sunny and Beachy.

I am going to live here! Well not exactly THERE, but you know what I mean...

Sunny and Beachy won. YAY! We are moving to beautiful Caloundra. Our favourite holiday spot which we always say we want to live at when we are there. Yes. We are going to be beach bums. Pretty much true as it's going to be a little more expensive, but worth it for the life style. Moving to the beach feels like going home to me. I grew up at the beach when I was little. I think I could pretty much swim before I could walk..lol.


Anyway.. I am going to be super busy. And then have to sort out all the new internet things, and so on. So if you don't here from me for a while please don't write me off. I am still alive.. hehee


Stupid honeysuckle has laid two eggs. I had convinced myself one night to go down the next day and destroy the nest before any eggs were laid. Because I couldn't bear the thought of the owner and all his workers clumping past the nest and destroying the eggs, or even worse, the chicks. Well I was too late. I looked in the nest the next day and Mum is sitting on two eggs. DAMMIT! AND it rained all day today. Dumb Assed Bird! Hopefully they will be hatched before we go. 
Well that's it for me...back to packing..
GGRRR!

Hair brained Honeysuckles and Randy Wrens...

September has brought me my favourite season. SPRING! and it has well and truly SPRUNG.
You all know of my love of the gorgeous Male Splendid Fairy Wren and his little harem of females. Well imagine my surprise yesterday when I was hacking away at a bush with my new loppers and got caught in the middle of a rumble between not two but THREE male Wrens. Imagine the fat cats excitement too as they swooped close enough to him to be plucked out of the air. Luckily Mum (me) was watching his every move. So now I have three of these beautiful little blue guys to run after with my camera. 

To top that my little honeysuckle has decided to build a nest in a smallish Daisy bush perilously close to the ground. In fact its fat cat jumping height. If said fat cat was so inclined to actually "jump". I am wondering if I should build some kind of barricade around it. Hubby also runs into this bush as well. I really, really don't want anything happening to the nest and I really, really want the honeysuckles to breed there. What should I do? I don't want to scare them away with too much scaffolding around them...but I want to protect them. Or do I just leave it alone?

I shall leave you with an extract from one of my poems...


Spring

...with the spring comes new life

And hope for things to come

When tiny seed breaks through the frost

Kissed by the warming sun

A sweet and heady perfume

Wafts through on gentle breeze

As springtime flowers burst and bloom

Among dappled light of trees

Lemurs

So the first day we arrive at Taronga Western Plains Zoo in Dubbo, we are let through the gates a little early, before the safari drive part of it is opened. We parked at the main building, and, walking over to it I see a lake with two little islands in the middle of it. On one island are Spider Monkeys and on the other are... LEMURS! they are in an area where you don't even have to pay to see them! 
Family forgotten, and with the hugest grin on my face I make for the Lemurs, one hand in my bag digging my camera out. There they are. Sitting in a perfect little line, warming themselves in the morning sun. I am complete. 
I have seen Lemurs.