Nick took this photo today of rainbow lorikeets visiting the garden. They are so tame you can almost touch them. They like seeds and supping on the nectar from the camellia flowers.
They travel in pairs and twitter and fuss with one another as if they are an old married couple.
When they fly their wings make a high-pitched whirr soft as a silken Chinese fan.
Their colours are so bright it is as if they have been painted by Cezanne. How proud they must be to possess such beautiful plumage.
How fortunate I am to have their radiant lives woven in to mine if only for a moment. It almost hurts to watch something so lovely and to smell the clear blue sky on their wings. It is a wondrous sight indeed.