Well, Jr. is now at the 4.1 month mark, so I’ve celebrated by having the week off. And going to visit Nana on the maternal side, and leaving him with them for a bit while I skyved off down the local park (Deep Water Park, a long time gay beat, past home to Blue Gum Farm, and the Georges River Motor Boat Club or something like that) to see what’s about.
… is what was about.
There’s also a super reliable Nankeen Night-heron there on the first lake as you drive in. Next to the dead cormorant that has been hanging from a tree for at least 4 weeks.
Still, for a bit of bush in the midst of suburbia, it goes alright. For anyone of my vintage (“mid” 30’s) that grew up around the area and remember it from back in the day, it’s way less dodgy than it used to be. Less of a dump a body vibe than it once had, and the tracks are now sealed. Woo.
And there’s breeding Scaly-breasteds to boot.
Until next time.