Monday, February 13, 2006

Because a week without cockatoos is a week without an alarm clock on steroids

There was a cockatoo convention outside our house this morning, bless their fluffy white hearts. Besides these three monsters delights, I counted 12 more on the tree across the road.

(In case you didn't realise, this is an apology for that rather icky picture of my sunburn). Posted by Picasa

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senioritis said...

Well, at least you didn't hit them on your bike! I was at Queensland University for a conference a few years back and was completely amazed by the din at dawn. So I'm grinnin' at your "alarm clock on steroids" reference. It takes some getting used to!

StyleyGeek said...

I'm not sure it's possible to get used to this sort of noise. Fortunately they don't congregate here every day, but only once or twice a week. I'd love to know what motivates their choice of morning squawking ground.