The soundtrack to my daily life has changed from the raucous squawking of lorikeets and the traffic noise of the city, to the tink of the ubiquitous bellbirds.
They begin at daybreak, and ting, ting, tink ...
ALL. DAY. LONG.
Yesterday, a kookaburra managed to get a look in for a few minutes before the bellbirds got started.
And last night ... when all was dark and we took our cups of tea out into the night to marvel once more before bed at this new chapter in our lives, we saw a barn owl perched on the kookaburra’s favourite branch.
(We have also spotted the resident echidna.
I didn’t have time to run for the camera, but we’re told he makes regular appearances, snuffling and rooting around in the bushes, so fingers crossed for the future.)