Spring has swooped in


“Cracticus tibicen hypoleuca male domain” by JJ Harrison (jjharrison89@facebook.com) – Own work. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Commons.

Many people have various markers as to when spring has sprung. I have three, all of which have happened in the last couple of weeks:

  1. Taking my gloves off while riding to work.
  2. The smell of blood and bone fertiliser in the air.
  3. Being swooped by a magpie, which happened to me yesterday in Chatham Road, Hamilton North, just in time for the official start of spring today.


I’ve been checking every day, and right on cue, on the first day of spring my mulberry tree sprouted its first green leaf buds.



Is there any man alive, when finding the family cat has plonked herself on top of the copier/scanner, could resist the urge to press the ‘Copy’ button?

Certainly not me.
copycat0copycat1No cats were physically harmed in the making of this bog post, but some feline dignity was definitely dented.

Moth (not rat)

Img_2683Since late last year when I stumbled across it, I’ve enjoyed following neighbouring suburb blogger Mark MacLean’s musings on Hamilton North. Maybe too much, for as I cycled to work today and came across a dead rat on the bike path I had a sudden, strange, and almost irresistible urge to stop and photograph it.

I didn’t though, and instead offer here a photograph of a moth on my wall yesterday. I’ve never seen one like it before, I don’t what it is, but I do know that it was stunningly beautiful, and that the photo does not do it justice.