Watch out, those Magpies may attackand swoop on people from the back!They'll frighten and intimidateintruders to their claimed estate.They're boldly plumed in in black and whitejust like Currawongs at first sight.They carol as they walk aroundand guard their territory's ground.They clap their beaks in warning, whena predator is near and, thencontinue scratching in the weeds,for worms and grubs and millipedes.But when, at last, they've had their fillthey open wide their throats, to trilland oh,…See More

I gaze into the glassy pond,And see the path of life beyond.From frisky child with spindrift hairRunning ragged devoid of care,To luscious lovers' tender yearingThat fills the heart with passion burning.As time creeps in and takes its standWhen did that little child disband?Not for the poor and lonely soul,Bitter and broken that none can console,But proud and strongly I grasp the lineAnd stake a claim to make it mine.See More