Archives, eh
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# My alarm clocks
I don’t use an alarm clock any more. I have rainbow lorikeets. Regular as clockwork, they show up just before 6am. There will be two or three in the big grevillea in the front yard, and a single bird in the smaller grevillea in the front garden just outside the bedroom window. As soon as they arrive, they start making sure that all other birds in the region know that these grevillea’s have been claimed and other birds can just fuck off. It is loud.
D has been complaining about this on her own, much more popular, blog. The end result of this is that she has been taking pictures of them, and now trying to get short movies to try and capture just how noisy these little bastards are – approximately equivalent to a 747 as it’s landing gear knocks tiles off your roof. The birds have long since lost their fear of humans, which is a right shame, because it now means I can’t just open the front door to scare off the early morning visitors, I have to go out and shake the trees.
This one let me get within two feet, and the camera was only a foot or so away from it. In the end, it only flew off because an ant bit my toe, and when I flinched I bumped the tree.
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# Shit, I'm screwed now
So much for those resolutions.
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# Links for 2006-01-03
