The room. That room. The room that had to be tackled. The room formerly known as the study and/or home office. Whoa. So much sorting. So much tossing. So much...
But I got through it. Eventually. Some things have been there for the two or so decades I've been in the house. Some things back-tracked to my life in another place...including a few copies of this little local throwaway from my days as a postgraduate in Tokyo (c.1989). It's all about how and why I've become such an engaged citizen in my local suburb of Itabashi.
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| The things you find... |
And then there were a couple of breaks during the day. I'll be drawn away from any activity that involves the call of the butcher bird. This one was particularly on song...
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| Sing... |
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| Sing a sooonnng.... |
...and on balance.
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| Sing out loouud... oops |
And then after trip number one in a series to the tip to dispose of decades of detritus, the neighbours' palm presented its fruit to the the loris...who love it.
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| I see what you're doing there |
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| So, let me... |
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| On guard... |
And we love it. It is just another example of the wonders of the backyard in Brisbane. Marvellous.
[Camera : Canon EOS60D, 75-300mm, 1.06pm, 5.38-5.39pm, 18 February 2016]
