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This chick is not fluffy/cuddly/cute… (#3 in “Lake Monger, 01.01.22” series)

If you did not already know what this chick looks like, you would likely find it difficult to guess what is its particular (common) species.

If a magician were to combine and animate a mangled wire bush, an old and charred small Banksia spike, a dash of cotton wool and an overripe cherry tomato, the result would likely resemble this post’s critter.

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Stealth, in the open (#2 in “Lake Monger, 01.01.22” series)

 

Not every predatory stalker relies on cover and/or camouflage.

Today’s very elegant hunter is easily seen, even by inattentive humans.

A Great Egret relies on stillness and focus…and the very sudden deployment of his/her neck, head and beak.

An egret’s “lethal end” is analogous to a speargun.

 

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Flying start (#1 in “Lake Monger, 01.01.22” series)

 

 

Pelican Yoga begins 2022 with a series of single-image posts.

All photos feature waterbirds, and they all were taken at “our” local lake on the first late afternoon and early evening of 2022.

At the moment fish are proliferating (as are algae), so pelican numbers at Lake Monger are much higher than usual.

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Word power: the folly of further-advantaging the already-fine-feathered

 

 

How did Australia come to adopt such an unusual, infantile, and palpably unfair approach to inherited wealth?

How can Australian taxpayers/non-payers – and Australia’s remarkably craven/spineless governments – be persuaded to change it?

Peter Browne attempts to answer those questions in his essay, Syd Negus, the forgotten tax-slayer.

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“Fleur Carnivore”…

 

…is an arresting, humorous/sinister/beautiful composition by Carla Bley. (for more, see footnote at bottom of this post)

Probably, Carla was inspired by some fellow Americans – Venus Flytraps.

Possibly, she had in mind the spectacular pitcher plants that lurk in Asian jungles.

However, the hottest spot for carnivorous plants is somewhere Carla has never ventured – Western Australia’s southwest corner, where more than 25% of “our” planet’s flowering carnivore species live, exclusively.

Many have exquisitely delicate flowers and look like they wouldn’t hurt a fly.

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