gallery Snapshot Sunday – Garden Visitors


I was very surprised this morning to look out the kitchen window and see four ducks wandering around in the back garden. I was even more surprised when I came home from the Op Shop at 3:30 pm and they were still there. I think they may belong to a neighbour as I have never had wild ducks in my garden in fifteen years of living here.
I had no objection to them hanging out for a while but I needed to let Cindy outside so the duckies had to go. I opened the back gate and shooed them out. The last I saw they were marching up the driveway, making no attempt to fly away.

Taswegian1957

I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband, David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. Currently we have five pets between us. Naomi's two dogs Toby and Teddy and cats, Tigerwoods and Panther and my cat Polly. My dog Cindy passed away aged 16 in April 2022.

5 comments

    • Isn’t it? My visitors are usually much smaller. I’ve had Green Rosellas and I often get finches and wrens as well as the sparrows and starlings of course. Oh and the plover family who seem to live in my driveway.

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      • The only bird I do not like is the huge ravens that make messes all over the place. Singly, they are gorgeous, but in flocks, their calls, their flight overhead and their poop annoy me. The odd thing is when I was a child, there were no ravens in San Francisco. I don’t know how they got here, but they have multiplied to the point of being an urban irritation.

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