Hubby caught these magpies drinking and then bathing in an unused trough.
When I moved to the southern hemisphere, I was hoping that seasons would be relatively opposite of those in the north.
Sadly, it's just another thing that has me confused about this big blue ball we live on.
In the north, August is quite hot, as I recall, and in my head it should be the middle of winter here, but it's not.
Spring is blooming all around!
When I first saw this little bird out the window, my immediate reaction was, 'That looks like a cross between a sparrow and a canary!', so I decided to call it a spanary. When I showed the picture to Hubby, he decided it must be a 'finarrow' (finch, sparrow cross).
Come to find out, it's not a saffron finch, it's a yellowhammer.