Tawny Frogmouth

Tawny Frogmouth
Two of our resident Tawny Frogmouths

The very first time I came face to face with the Tawny Frogmouth was a surprising and wonderful experience.  I was particularly spoiled on that occasion because I actually came face to face with not one, but four of them – staring at me through the kitchen window as I stood at the sink. About seven years ago we lived in a rented townhouse with no real ‘nature’ to talk of though frogs could be heard in the evening (yes they do follow us around don’t they?) There was a large tree in the yard that was only ever useful to the possums as they legged it up on to the roof or the balcony, so seeing these majestic birds sitting blinking in a row was quite a surprise.

Since moving here though we have become aware of truly spoiled we are. We seem to have a family of resident Tawny Frogmouths living on the property. They are masters of disguise so it’s quite something that we have spotted them at all, let alone on numerous occasions. 

To the untrained eye, these birds just look like stumps of wood – and indeed at one point that’s exactly what Mr P though they were. They were sitting at ground level after all. It was only because Peter then thought ‘hang on, I don’t remember tree stumps being there’, that he went to investigate.  These birds blend in perfectly with tree bark – it’s quite uncanny. We have probably walked past them countless times.

Lately, we’ve seen them in the trees down in the bottom paddock where they seem to prefer, though I can’t say their choice of tree is ideal if they are trying to remain inconspicuous as they have chosen skinny trees with little in the way of foliage.

The Tawny Frogmouth is native to the Australian mainland and Tasmania. They are big-headed, stocky birds which are often mistaken for owls due to their nocturnal habits and similar colouring.  In fact, many people call them Tawny Frogmouth Owls.  They are bonded birds and they sit close in next to their mate, often touching. The male Tawny Frogmouth is an attentive fellow. He carries out grooming by gently stroking through the plumage of the female with his beak in sessions that can last for 10 minutes or more. The birds are generally seen in pairs, and when they mate they tend to mate for life … aaah.

Save our frogs and toads

save our frogsAs you all know by now, we have a thing about frogs here. We feel so lucky living here because we are surrounded by the little croakers and we either hear them or see them most evenings. I know for sure we have 3 different varieties on the property though I have yet to ‘catalogue’ them.

Even as I write this, there is a solitary Striped Marsh Frog sending out his ‘tok’ call (imagine the sound a tennis ball makes against the racket)  from his prime floating position in the water.  For me, there is nothing more relaxing than being surrounded by such sounds.

I think I may also have explained how our family have always inadvertently become involved in ‘saving’ wildlife and animals. It was my brother who rescued a whole bucket load of frogs from the swamp in the woods where we lived in Scotland – before it was destroyed by diggers. These frogs and many generations of frogs have lived very happily at our old family home ever since.

If only we had my brother and his little bucket and spade now.  Sadly, since moving into the property we have discovered that a controversial rail maintenance facility has been approved not too far (as the crow flies) from where the back of our property ends. It won’t impact us on an immediate level but as far as the community and environment are concerned this is a huge blow.

This project was approved despite the area being wetlands (and flood-prone) and despite the area being home to no less than 4 endangered species including a newly discovered ‘Mahoney Toadlet’.  It’s so frustrating!  This development is going ahead despite a more suitable location being found just a few kilometres up the road and despite the community investing $3000 in an independent environmental report to prove the rare froglet lives there. As if threatened or endangered species are not enough reason to rethink the location of the rail maintenance facility, there are Platypus in the area.  I have lived in Australia 16 years now and I have still to catch sight of this elusive creature.  The threat to a species is one thing – one very big thing – but the destruction of the only known habitat is quite another.  No one is happy about this and understandably so – the whole thing is playing out like that iconic Aussie movie ‘The Castle’ … “it’s the vibe of the thing” (i.e, the whole thing stinks).

Luckily we have a retired ACT* Government employee in the family (with Environmental expertise) so last time we caught up I mentioned the situation to her, hoping she had some advice that would help us stop the whole thing in its tracks.  After some discussion about what was at risk, my sister-in-law was able to point us in the right direction – just to be sure everything that should have been done was done to avert the potentially disastrous impact on the wildlife and supporting vegetation.

As she pointed out, the Impact Study highlights the two most vulnerable species are the recently discovered Mahony’s Toadlet and the nationally listed Wallum Froglet. Both are restricted in distribution to relatively small areas and require acidic swamp areas for breeding. The recovery plan and the listing under the National Environment Protection and Biodiversity Conservation Act (EPBC )set out these conditions for Wallum’s Froglet.  However, the more recently discovered Mahony’s Toadlet doesn’t appear to be listed under the national legislation at all – even though it seems to have a narrower area than the other and also requires the swamp habitat for breeding. 

Mahoney Toadlet
Picture courtesy of Newcastle University

The swamp areas in the planned development are a key point to try to halt the development. Page 29 of the SIS talks about the vegetation/geography of the development area and while it does appear there is potential breeding habitat in the area, the type of development is likely to impact indirectly through pH changes and possible pollutant runoff. 

Which begs the question, ‘Should the vegetation itself should perhaps be covered by a protection plan under the EPBC Act?’

So what to do? Well for my part (though late to the party) I have contacted the ‘Save Our Species’/Threatened Species at the NSW Government – Office of Environment & Heritage as well as the Environmental Compliance Government Department – just to ensure the due process has been followed. That’s just for starters. So let’s see what comes back

Useful related links:

https://www.environment.gov.au/system/files/resources/9f40ec86-f7c6-476a-9712-7676a2f43da6/files/wallum-frogs.pdf

https://www.ehp.qld.gov.au/wildlife/animals-az/wallum_froglet.html

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2016-11-04/rare-flasher-frog-discovered-near-newcastle/7993450

http://www.environment.nsw.gov.au/threatenedSpeciesApp/profile.aspx?id=20325

http://www.environment.gov.au/biodiversity/threatened/communities/pubs/146-conservation-advice.pdf

 

*Australian Capital Territory

Beautiful blue-banded Bees

indigenous bee
not our photo but we will endeavour to snap one of our own. Courtesy of Pollinator Project.

So the veggie patch is a bit of a joke now. It’s gone beyond an overgrown assortment of veggies that have gone to seed, to a wave of clamouring bazaar weeds screaming ‘dear god help me, I’m being neglected’.

I have a few ‘excuses’ for this neglect – mainly the searing temperatures through the summer (too hot to move let alone dig/weed) and then I injured a disk in my back. That said, my mind has been busy designing and planning how my veggie patch is going to look. It just hasn’t translated into actual work yet.

However, one little visitor has been extremely busy in the veggie patch – a beautiful blue-banded bee has made an appearance. In fact, today I discovered about 4 or 5 buzzing around the purple flowers that have spontaneously sprouted. To say I was shrieking in delight is an understatement. You see I had only just read about the existence of such beautiful native been in Australian Geographic last week.

Blue-banded bees are one of a few native Australian bee species that perform a particular type of pollination known as ‘buzz pollination’. The bees literally grab the flower and shake their body rapidly causing the flower to vibrate. This dislodges the pollen from the anther (which is attached to the stamen). Only these particular bees can do this making them very useful for farmers.

The ‘blue’ bands are actually more bright turquoise and their heads are amber in colour. Truly stunning to look at.

Apparently, these busy little pollinators love chillies, tomatoes and any blue or purple flowers. They seem to love lavender too – which I also have beside the back bedroom sliding doors (opposite the veggie patch).

As I begin to the get the veggie patch together and help Peter with the wider groundwork in general, I’ll be sure to factor in these little guys by providing flowers they like. We need them to keep up their good work.

Thank goodness the veggie patch is a hive of industry for some.

 

Cleaning without the chemicals

I think I may have mentioned with great excitement a few months back that we had a number of Lemon Trees down the front of the property. The trick is to pick the lemons before the birds or wildlife get to them, or before they scatter to the ground and either get eaten by Angus or chopped up by the lawnmower. We get more than enough lemons to keep us going but there are a few that aren’t as ‘aesthetically pleasing’ so I keep those for cleaning.

I have long felt I should do my bit for the environment and while I am fairly responsible I knew I could do better when it came to cleaning. Pouring bleach and antiseptics down the toilet and sinks is not an option when you have a septic system.

The septic system is a common feature of a rural property in Australia but I won’t bore you with an explanation of how the whole system works. Suffice to say the system is reliant on bacteria and enzymes to break down the icky stuff. However, these same enzymes and bacteria can be killed off by harsh household cleaning chemicals, bleach or drain cleaners.

So instead of just thinking ‘I really should’, I had to get to grips with more environmentally friendly alternatives.

Enter the not so great looking lemons.

I covered a lot of research and tried a few recipes to find the most effective combination of natural cleaning ingredient. I have to be honest, I was not totally convinced that natural products would do as good a job as some of my old favourites but I tried to remain open.

So what did I discover?

Well, lemons are great, but what is really great is when you combine Lemons with White Vinegar and Baking Soda (or washing soda). Vinegar is actually AMAZING and would probably be all you ever needed to clean your home – but I don’t want my house smelling of vinegar and I don’t want my washing smelling of vinegar (it reminds me too much of my much missed Scottish delicacy – a poke of chips with salt and – you’ve guessed it – vinegar).

So here’s the recipe that is actually going to get the house clean without damaging the environment (or your septic system if you have one).

You will need to gather some jars/mason jars or airtight jars to store your lemon peels in and lay your hands on an empty spray bottle to use around the home.

Ingredients

  • Citrus peels (enough to fill at least half of your mason jar) 
  • White vinegar (enough to fill up your mason jar, and cover the peels)
  • Sodium Carbonate (aka Baking Soda or Washing Soda – think Borax or generic soda)

Equipment

1 large mason jar with a fitted lid
Mesh sieve 
Large bowl
Spray bottle
Labels (to date your peel/solution)

Instructions

As you use up different types of citrus (or simply lemons), save the peels instead of throwing them away. Add these peels to a large mason jar until it’s filled at least halfway. (This could take a few weeks.)

Once the jar has enough peels, pour white vinegar over the peels until it fills the jar.

Cover your jar with a lid, and allow it to sit in a dark place for two weeks. The longer you let it sit, the more the citrus will infuse into the vinegar. A good tip is to either have a few on the go at the same time or keep your supply of peels up. I keep my jars of peels under the sink ready to go.

After two weeks, strain your citrus cleaner using a fine mesh sieve placed over a large bowl and discard the peels.

Add your citrus cleaner to a spray bottle and use it as you would any other household cleaner. You can dilute the solution with water to clean floors or disinfect surfaces. Alternatively, to add a little shazam bam to your cleaning efforts – mix with washing or baking soda.

 

Notes

Want to add a little something extra to your cleaner? Throw in a handful of herbs. If you don’t have to worry about antiseptics in your septic system you could add a drop of Ti-tree oil or Eucalyptus oil for an extra zing and for the oil’s antiseptic properties – but do use caution as Ti-tree is extremely toxic in very small amounts for dogs (so if you have other pets just check it out).

A word of caution: If you have marble worktops or marble tiles do not use Lemons or vinegar as the acid will etch into the marble. Instead, opt for gentle cleaning with baking soda diluted with water.

If you would like more info on the cleaning properties or the proportions to create your own household cleaner just send me an email and I’ll pass on all you need to know.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Down to the wire

chicken coop
rickety old chicken coop

There are two projects we really must get a start on. One is suitable fencing for Angus and the other is to figure out what we’re going to do with the ramshackle chicken coop that seems to be held up by willpower alone. There is a tin shed wedged between the chicken coop and a slightly newer, though badly damaged metal shed. Beside this, there is an old bath filled with water, plants and green gunk. I figure just by knocking this all down we are going to significantly improve the value of the whole property – it’s so uncared for.

As far as the fencing goes, the perimeter fencing around the property seems pretty secure so it’s more a case of creating a fenced area where Angus can run freely without getting himself into too much mischief. To the right side of us, the neighbours have chickens, an alpaca and a dog, while the neighbours down the drive have a rather cantankerous German Shepherd (the one that doesn’t like people or other animals – or life in general by the sounds of it). I think our nearest neighbours on the left have just said goodbye to their own dog recently though of course, they may get another one soon. The next nearest neighbours have cattle and horses. This is pretty good news for us because aside from the property boundaries, our neighbours have made sure their respective animals/livestock can’t break out. All we have to do is designate an area for Angus where he can’t eat poisonous plants or do his own creative landscaping – and – when the time comes keep him from trying to herd the chickens too much.

After a quick measure up and a trip to good old Bunnings to price some options we think we’ve got a handle on what needs to be done … until I spied wood and various rolls of chicken wire in the chicken coop.  This in itself sorted the priorities between the two projects.

The timing was good. I had spent a couple of weeks feeling very frustrated with my lack of progress in any of my writing/business projects. My motivation seemed to have melted in the searing heat and humidity of an NSW, Central Coast Summer. What better therapy than to get outside and get my hands dirty… hmm … did I mention the heat?

Still, when I decide to do something, I want to get on with it there and then. Patience is not my middle name. On with the big hats, thick gloves, hard boots –shade and ice drinks on standby. It was hot, dusty work, not to mention a bit scary, walking into the unknown in the deepest recess of the chicken coop. Either it was going to fall down around my ears or I was going to find something living in there. This was a job for my big girl pants (‘undies’ if you are in Australia). Thankfully none of our neighbours visited at that point.

The first step was to empty all the contents of the coup out onto the grass so we could see what was worth keeping and what was old/rotten. This in itself was a big job lugging lengths of wood and countless rusty star poles. Then the removal of glass from the roof!! I know glass – and surprise, surprise under a canopy of trees, a branch had fallen and broken the glass. In their wisdom, someone had laid a glass shower curtain across the chicken wire. The whole thing was a rigged, ready to go death trap.

Luckily for me, Mr P’s middle name is Patience, so he began the delicate operation of removing the glass ceiling!  

It’s taken double the amount of time I expected, by the time we wrestled chicken wire from old wood, and rolled decent chicken wire up, threw out pots of white powder (probably bone meal – either that or we’ve just lost a fortune), random black stockings – which I hope were holding up plants – ashtrays and other odds and sods you find in a rickety old chicken coop.

water feature
Lorikeet Lane’s very own water feature
death trap
Ready to go death trap
the haul of wood and wire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To see the wobbly (yet stubborn) old wooden structure come crashing down was a joyous moment. There was suddenly a lightness, a brightness to that pocket of land that had been so dour and depressing before. I was beginning to get quite excited about knocking down the tin shed and taking my chances with the newer shed too.

It’s good to be on a roll – but it’s just the beginning.

Let the sunshine in!