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It was my birthday on Sunday. SO we decided to have BBQ on the roof. It was still raining in the hills, but the sun came in to the city.
Posing, of course!
Laurius is unhappy with the food mess on his shoe.
Also there were some children, soap bubbles, a cake with candles, vegetarian sausages, birthday songs in German and English. And of course – BBQ. An Australian style birthday.
City.
It gets dark and it gets cold. Still not summer.
Somewhere behind those buildings is the ocean.
There is a nice old house in the neighbourhood. It had a cozy balcony with old bird cages. I wanted to take a picture of it, but never thought that they’ll be gone so soon. Now the building is under reconstruction.
I got a box of my postcards, the free ones. It would be great to take a picture of them in official stands in public places.
As soon as I got to city with camera, the cards were gone, I found them in only one place.
So instead of them I took a picture of this window decoration.
After enjoying strange Middle beach, we picked up our neighbours and headed South.
The beach on the right, in front of us…
… and on the left.
If they would look opposite direction, they’d see the first Australia’s nude beach. But it’s still too cold for them.
Actually, I’ve no idea what are they looking at.
Maybe, at this hill.
Or this.
Or a shore.
So, we spent some time possing.
…and again… and again…
We found a secret beach with little seashells.
Rolling tourists.
And cormorants.
It’s two different kinds of cormorants – black-faced cormorant and pied cormorant.
And of course, Silver Gull.
Colourful feathers found in a park and city. Somehow, it is pretty hard to find them, maybe some grey bird collects all feathers and decorates his house.
Left:
– Unknown bird. Noisy miner? Thoug,h a bit too big.
– We don’t know why a magpie plucked feathers from a crested pigeon.
– A corella’s feather. Lost while running from photo camera. Birds often poop when they see us with camera, but this time it lost only a feather.
Right (unknown ones):
– Some lorikeet’s feather.
– It could be a rosella’s tail feather.
– Some lorikeet’s feather. Seems, it was plumage changing period in the park.
– Found in the hills, could be corella’s or cockatoo’s.
More photos here.
So, while the part of the trail was closed, we had to go back.
Water was still rising.
Laurius is showing the height where some seaweed are hanging. Is it the height of the highest tide?
A cormorant enjoying a sunny afternoon. One of a few birds we met in that trail.
Seems like all birds gather in the car park for lunch.
Honeyeater found some sugar.
Crow sitting proud.
Because she has her own tree.
Every Sunday a vintage tram goes via these empty fields.
We thought that we are lucky to find nice places anywhere, so we tried to visit another place nearby – Port Gawler. Actually, gravel road ended with a small parking surrounded with water where local people gathered for fishing. Their bored children were poking something in the water.
So, we tried again – another place – Middle beach. All you expect about a place called beach is some sand, dunes, sea… There was only dirty looking lake where some lazy birds sat just on the shore and two ladies were taking a horse for a bath.
The main and the only street (well, sandy road) looked pretty empty with little houses.
There was a sign leading to a general store, which actually was an empty building (I have no idea, does it work only in summer or was it closed many yeas ago).
Willie Wagtail is really fast hyperactive bird. Those photos are made one after each in short time. Look, how Willie comes in to the picture, then flies away and finally comes back while oystercatcher is… pooping.
Romantic gourmets.
“Street”.
Local one. (Buff-banded Rail)
A plastic owl is looking to the West.