97: LOVE AND SURVIVAL

In early February 2 tiny peachicks hatched at my place.

Pea 1 and Pea 2 look up to their mum about 20000 times a day.

95. TWO LITTLE MIRACLES

 

After trying, waiting, and sitting eggs all summer long for a decade, my peahen has finally produced two fledgling peachicks.

13. HELLO POPPY

When my boyfriend visited me in Victoria, I caged Bernie the Budgerigar.

11. THE KING'S PUNISHMENT

Rex hates Poppy Peahen being a free bird, but she loves it. When I go into the garden, she follows making assorted popping noises. I’m her feeder; she equates me with food. If I emerge from the house without offering her a morsel, I get a great deal of clucking.

Quizzical looks from the Indian Peafowl that flew into our lives out of the blue.

10. NOSE HAIR PLUCKING

The newsreader at the radio station where I worked as an announcer had friends moving interstate. They wanted to get rid of their Budgerigars. When I first saw the one blue and one green bird, I knew they were meant for me.