It took me a while to get used to the reversal of seasons having moved hemispheres, to think of July as winter and Christmas as being in summer, but I’m getting used to it now. What I didn’t allow for was that not everything swapped with it. For instance, I looked for lambs in spring, in September. Wrong. And butterflies in summer. Wrong again. A lot of what happens in spring in the UK actually happens in autumn or winter here. In the summer, it’s so dry that food is sparse. There aren’t many flowers and the grass dies off. When it starts to cool down and then rain in autumn, the wildlife springs into action.
It’s started to rain regularly now. Not much so far, but enough to cover most of Lake Joondalup. And with it, many of the water-birds have returned. Hundreds of ducks, along with shovelers and grebes were resting in the middle of the lake.
A spoonbill and a heron were making the most of the rain too. They went into hiding with the arrival of several dogs playing, but I managed to get one picture of the spoonbill just in time.
The pair of elegant parrots were perching near to where I saw them a couple of weeks ago, in Franklin park. I’m hoping that maybe they’ll hang around to breed there. I also hope that one day they might sit a little bit closer to the fence so that I can get a clearer look.
There are some fairly spectacular spider webs around too at the moment. This one was in Franklin Park. I think it’s an orb-weaver (based on 5 minutes on google images), but I could be wrong.