I don’t know what this business does . . . but I love the name 🙂
Sometimes I spend hours trying to get the perfect title for a story or poem (and fortunately, sometimes they come much more easily!) but I always think it’s worth it. The right title really sets up a story or poem and attracts readers.
Many mini-competition entrants simply use the word for the month as their title which often means half or more of the entries have the same title. The titles/names are not included in the 100word-for-stories/ten-lines-for-poems limit, so take the time to come up with a more gripping title . . . it could be that final decider between the short-listed entries. I can’t speak for other competitions and different judges but I’m sure they do look at the overall big picture.
Beautiful blue sky but not so attractive water 😦
Imagine this scene on a moonlit night . . . a perfect setting for a scary story!
Back in late April, I posted a photo of a tiny chicken I rescued after it fell out of the nest and looked to be dead, ice cold, pecked by the other chooks and laying in the sawdust. I put it under a light for a few hours then later that night, even though it hadn’t improved very much, placed it back under the mother who was sitting on the rest of the eggs. I expected to find it dead in the morning but instead it was chirping brightly 🙂 I named it Anzac for its spirit and hatch date but had no idea whether it was a hen or rooster.
And . . . here she is . . . the beautiful Frizzle hen in the foreground. Just five months old and she’s just laid her first egg 🙂
Noticed these chooks at the edge of the school yard in Kerang. What a great way to teach kids about animals and recycle food scraps 🙂
Spotted this beautiful contrast in Kerang on the weekend 🙂
Yesterday’s visitors brought their own cutlery!
Two Yellow-billed Spoonbills arrived in the morning and feasted in the boggy area beside the dam. They disappeared by lunchtime but one of them is back this morning 🙂
I didn’t want to get too close and risk scaring them away but there’s a great view from the front windows. I’d previously seen Spoonbills on the edges of nearby Lake Eppalock and on the weekend we saw Pelicans there. Who knows . . . perhaps they will one day find their way to Loch James 🙂