The Stately Home Of The Lorikeet

I think Madame Rainbow Lorikeet lives in this enormous date palm. She came out of that hole to her left and sat on the twig whistling and squawking. I whistled back and she replied. That was about the extent of our conversation but it was nice to be acknowledged ;o)

It was a tiny bit cold (13c) this morning for the first time since last year and I had to wear something a little warmer. By the end of the walk I didn't need it anymore as I was sweating by then!

I've run out of time tonight so I'll have to catch up with you all tomorrow. And just in case you haven't seen enough blossoms from me lately there's a sweet one in the extra's for you ;o) nighty night blippers xxx