Dark matter(s)
In fact I will begin with a near-dark matter, as it is easier to get moonscapes before it gets dark as the light works better.
The blurry bit in the image above is some foliage on a Cypress. Changing things a little...
.. and the blurry bit in the image above is the moon.
Going round the house a little and the blurry bit becomes a dead branch on a Yellow Box.
Looking down after taking that snap and there was evidence that our wombats are still around, and visiting the garden after dark. (Update time: on the morning of 6 June I was out before sunrise getting some kindling and heard rustling under the deck. There was a very large wombat checking up on Tammie's bone storage. It wandered off in a steady fashion, rather than the usual high speed charge.)
That leads me on to a couple of other sightings after dark.
A couple of evenings ago I took the small dog out for a comfort stop and heard scrabbling from a tree. This was a descending Brush-tailed Possum which is not a common sight around here these days.
Then this evening on a similar mission there was movement at the base of the same tree but it didn't look like a possum. Indeed not: it was Poppa Frogmouth giving beak to something - probably an unlucky skink. I don't often see them on the ground.
The blurry bit in the image above is some foliage on a Cypress. Changing things a little...
.. and the blurry bit in the image above is the moon.
Going round the house a little and the blurry bit becomes a dead branch on a Yellow Box.
Looking down after taking that snap and there was evidence that our wombats are still around, and visiting the garden after dark. (Update time: on the morning of 6 June I was out before sunrise getting some kindling and heard rustling under the deck. There was a very large wombat checking up on Tammie's bone storage. It wandered off in a steady fashion, rather than the usual high speed charge.)
That leads me on to a couple of other sightings after dark.
A couple of evenings ago I took the small dog out for a comfort stop and heard scrabbling from a tree. This was a descending Brush-tailed Possum which is not a common sight around here these days.
Then this evening on a similar mission there was movement at the base of the same tree but it didn't look like a possum. Indeed not: it was Poppa Frogmouth giving beak to something - probably an unlucky skink. I don't often see them on the ground.
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