Wednesday 4 October 2017

A Short Walk around our Streets

Each and every day, Sir Steve dog and I set off for a short walk around our streets.  Sir Steve is an elderly statesman now, a rescued Labrador about 9years old (that's 63 in dog years) who is happy trundling along, slower than many of the young "pups" we meet along the way but content all the same to amble along at his own pace. While we walk, he stops to sniffle and snuffle at anything and everything he finds of interest along the way. I don't hurry him and he, in turn, is very patient with me if I stop to take photos. Unless he spots a brush turkey that is ... then he forget his years and attempts to give chase! Here's what we found on one of our walks recently:

Trundling along a local path.

Lots of ducks in the park.

Bright red bottlebrush in bloom. 

Clusters of pretty pink flowers. 

 Tiny and delicate purple flowers.

Silvery grey foliage on dark grey concrete. 

Spiky leaves of hardy roadside plantings.

 Possum scratches on local trees.

 A white picket fence.

Citrus blossoms on an old lemon tree.

New red-tipped growth on shrubs. 

Back home again!


As we walk through the familiar gates of home,  Sir Steve gets a bit of an extra spring in his step. He trots into the back yard, does a few four-legged pirouettes then flops promptly down on the grass ... exhausted! He really is a most endearing fellow and the best walking companion there is!

What would you find if you went for a short walk around your streets?

Meg







12 comments:

  1. I love how your photo's and descriptions morph the ordinary into the extraordinary.
    Beautiful photos.

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    1. Thanks, Cheryl. There's always something to see in our neighbourhood, ordinary things but lovely things too. Meg:)

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  2. Our Samson does the opposite to Sir Steve. He drags on our way to the back gate. Even though he is exhausted he wants to continue. Flat out and sleeping fairly quickly though once he has had a big drink.
    Don’t you just love how they always find that inner puppy to give chase.
    Your neighbourhood looks like a great place to walk. Isn’t amazing what you notice when you really look.
    Enjoy your walks.
    Kylie

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    1. Sir Steve's inner puppy is hilarious, Kylie. His antics are priceless! In terms of chasing scrub turkeys, he's just not a spring chicken anymore so hasn't a hope of catching one! Meg:)

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  3. Meg, I was thinking of Kylie's Samson when I saw your doggie. They are lovely dogs. I haven't walked around our neighbourhood for a year or so as the maggies were swooping last year, then it got too hot, then I had the surgery on my nose so stayed out of the sun and so on. I started walking inside to a DVD which isn't quite the same but at least you get a bit of exercise. When I am at the beach we walk a lot and I thoroughly enjoy that.

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    1. Walking at the beach is lovely, Chel. We don't seem to have any swooping magpies in our little pocket here but the other day we did get swooped by a plover! Must've gotten too close to her eggs. Meg:)

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  4. He's a beautiful dog. I love Labs. I used to have a black one who was half Golden Retriever. He was the sweetest boy...

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    1. Yes, they are real sweethearts. So gentle and loving and full of character! We've had Sir Steve just over 3years and I can't imagine our family without him. He's a beautiful presence in our lives. Meg:)

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  5. He is such a sweetie-pie Meg.

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  6. I enjoyed experiencing your walk, through pictures. Now the rain has arrived, plants are blooming again! A daily walk, was always my favourite thing to do, when I lived in the burbs. It's a way to experience the wider landscape.

    I was working in the garden a few days ago, and stopped to look around. The first thing I noticed was the birdsong. Then a nesting Kurrawong, chased away a wattle bird, that decided to eat from it's mulberry tree. Moments later, I looked up the hill, and saw a brush turkey heading my way - no doubt to have a drink from the bird bath. Then I interrupted a hare that was frolicking in the gully. Apparently, my tree impersonation wasn't very convincing.

    I was surprised in that one moment, I decided to stop my work and pay attention to what was around me - how much company I was keeping, lol.

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    1. What a lovely moment you had in your garden, Chris. I love just sitting quietly in the garden and seeing what's around. We hear the Pied Butcher Bird's call often here, a lovely song. Meg:)

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