

Yesterday I was watering my rubharb and this beautiful brown moth flew out from under one of the big leaves. Catching her breath at the roof of the chicken pen. She was quite big, like as tall as my thump.




Saturday afternoon I was walking home and right in front of my eyes a car drives over a young magpie who was just out with her folks for some flying lessons. Luckily she wasn't hit by the wheels but she tumbled a few times and laid for dead when the car passed. I run to the rescue and took up the paralysed bird, cramped and scared, and took it home, only a few meters.