As Nature Intended

26 July 2009

After working tirelessly for approximately 1 forthnight, its time to take a long break. We took a step back, pause and review.

In the 8am light

This is how the front elevation looks like after the timber staining. It has now started to look slightly consistent, amidst the diffrences.

Alfresco?

The back yard isn't looking too bad either. After the chaos and equipment is cleared, the frames and portal looked to be nestled befittingly into place.

From the dining

Indeed, there is a potential for an outdoor dining area, minus the view. Are planning to install more outdoor lighting, wall / portal mounted spotlights and maybe a glass / paper lantern or two. If I had my way, there would probably be a birdcage, an oval outdoor swing (with cushions), a linen hammock and a parasol. ok maybe not a parasol.

Grounded

This is how D anchors the frame to the ground. One of our good mate, C.M. rocked up the other day and did all the hard work that I hated to do. Hence all the remaining wretched hole digging and concrete-mixing is completed in a few hours.

Zoo views

The one thing that I appreciate more than anything else in my quiet neighbourhood is the lack of homo sapiens and the abundance of animals. We have colourful parrots and equally charming budgerigars darting about the trees. During weekends, we have a placid cow with her curious calf next door chewing the fresh grass whilst staring at our growling dog with an expression I can only describe as benevolence. In the fields, there were always magpies dotting the lawns with their chic black & white tux.

1 poser marsupial

Then there were the roos. Really big ones, sometimes in a herd. Or do you call it a mob? They often graze around the opposite fields, sometimes hopping over the fences as effortlessly as only roos could. The dog doesn't like them either. Cows, horses & roos are his public enemy.

For us we don't mind the animals, they keep to their own most of the time. In saying that however, there is one particular visitor that we have yet to decide whether is annoying or amusing. In the mornings (on weekends), we have a narcissistic guy, Charcoal, perching himself on the window sill and breaks into a lurid cawing, crying his throat out. After that, he would knock the shit out of himself on our windows.

Charcoal's lookalike

Imagine waking up to a series of rude knocks on lazy Sunday mornings and finding a puny little crow strutting around the window sills. Should we be throwing a fit or stiffling a wry smile?

*Disclaimer:- Charcoal is presumably a male due to his lack of manners.