Cassowary’s Casual Stroll

One morning, a surprise visitor in the shape of a cassowary took a leisurely stroll across our front lawn. He didn’t appear to be in any hurry. The cassowary walked along the grass, parallel to our timber verandah, until he reached the end — some 30m. He wasn’t concerned about seeing us on the verandah…

Kangaroo

  I had been sitting on my verandah, quietly enjoying a cuppa, while dabbling in my writings.  Out of the silence, came a loud rustling sound. I looked over at our timber bridge.  Then I glanced towards the rainforest and beyond the creek. I noted: no movement, no stirrings, not even the breeze was about. I…