When the Roos Come Out to Play

It's often rainy or overcast when the kangaroos come out to play.

And they did just that last week, coming as part of a casual mob, grooving around the green grass for a graze and gossip. ('Mob', by the way, is the collective noun for kangaroos).

See the one under the tree, sheltering from the rain (top right)?

They showed off their signature moves.

They obligingly posed for photos.

Then they popped around to where my car was parked, coming within metres.

The little one (mid-graze) bounced up the hill first, almost as though to say hello. It was shadowed by its parent/sibling/guardian, who clearly had the job of staying vigilant.

You can imagine how absolutely, stupidly thrilled I was to see them so close!

The guardian also played some peekaboo as the little one ate from its paws.

Then they both looked over, as though saying goodbye before I left.

The black thing in the bottom-right of the photo is my side-mirror (just for perspective)!

Happy grooving and grazing, Roos!

Comments

The Sun and the Moon

The following little story came to me while driving home one night on a dark road lit up in silver by a half-moon. I suddenly had a fanciful little image of a car smilingly gobbling up a crescent-shaped sliver of moon-flake which helped its headlights shine brighter. Such an image wouldn't normally find a home outside my head, but

Making Mauritius-Style Banana Cakes (Gateaux Bananes)

I mis-managed my bananas. I got my timing all wrong and they were suddenly too ripe and too spotted and dotted to eat, and were sitting there looking at me with accusatory and reproachful looks. Banana cake was the obvious solution. But why go the way of regular banana cake, when there's the distant call of Mauritius-style gateaux bananes (you guessed it: banana cakes).

Bird Stories

It seems that bird season starts around mid-winter here in Brisbane, Australia. I have a couple of 2021 posts which detailed my bird adventures, and I'm pretty sure those posts started around June/July last year too. And so begin the 2022 encounters worries stories. I should add that I hummed and hawed about whether to record these or not here at Dodo-land. On the one hand, they're tiny moments in time and place which are usually forgotten by the following day or week. And sometimes they're worth remembering. On the other hand, it feels - I dunno - a bit... morbidly focused on nature-things I can't change? But I think I'd rather remember than not. The Plovers The first moment is about a pair of nesting plover birds (not the same as the pair I blogged about last year ; we live in a different suburb of Brisbane now). This new local pair had successfully raised 4 chicks last year. I know, because I saw them all thriving and grooving in all their mature-feathered glor...

Dodo Au Go-Go

Search This Blog