White-browed Sparrow-weaver…. Cape sparrow…

These are two very descriptive names for two sparrows with very similar nesting habits. They both are social when it comes to building their nests and a good thorny acacia tree can be decorated with up to 50 of their untidy grass nests.

Males are normally monogamous and stay around for the whole breeding and raising period..

Cape Sparrows have been known to also nest in the eaves of buildings etc. and then become very similar in habitat and behaviour to the house sparrow…

These are largely overlooked birds in their specie group as they all just seem so common, yet if one sits and watches as they go about their daily operations, they can be seen to be very interesting…. always busy and on the go, very industrious as well…

Photos firstly of the White-browed….





and now the Cape Sparrow….

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On a Clear day….

“On a Clear Day You Can See Forever” is a musical with music by Burton Lane and a book and lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner. Well here we had two days of sunshine and a tad clear… so I managed to get 4 photos…

On a clear day, rise and look around you
And you’ll see who just prove you are


On a clear day, how it will astound you
That a glow of your being, outshines every star


You’ll feel part of
Ev’ry mountain, sea, and shore
You can hear from far and near
A world you’ve never heard before


And on a clear day, on that clear day
You can see forever, oh


And on that clear day on that clear clear day
You can see forever and ever and ever and evermore

My health is improving in leaps and bounds, however the pills are keeping me prone most of the time, things will return to normal, I just know they will……….

The Wind Beneath My Wings

With thanks to Bette Midler for the use of some of her lyrics…..

Did you ever know that you’re my hero?
You’re everything I wish I could be.

I could fly higher than an eagle,
’cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you’re my hero?
You’re everything, everything I wish I could be.


Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
’cause you are the wind beneath my wings,

’cause you are the wind beneath my wings.


Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.


Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.


Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.


Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,


so high I almost touch the sky.


Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

What you see beside the waters edge…

Oh! I do like to be beside the seaside
I do like to be beside the sea!
I do like to stroll along the Prom, Prom, Prom!
Where the brass bands play:

So just let me be beside the seaside
I’ll be beside myself with glee
And there’s lots of girls beside,
I should like to be beside
Beside the seaside!
Beside the sea!


Leaf falls to kiss the image of a mountain
The early morning mist has ceased to play 
Birds dancing lightly on the branches by a fountain
Of a waterfall which dazzles with its spray

Tall and strong and aged, contented and serene
The kauri tree surveys this grand domain
For miles and miles around him, a sea of rolling green
Tomorrow all this beauty won’t remain

Thanks to John Hanlon’s lyrics from “Damn the Dam” a New Zealand folk song.

What do we see beside the rivers dammed…..

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