I know that I have been a little behind in posting but I did not realise that I have not posted any of the photos of the ducks on our journey from Darwin to Canberra. How remiss of me!
I left Darwin on Saturday 10 December, staying in Noonamah with friends on the Friday night. The ducks were happily tucked up in their travelling basket in which they were to spend the next three months, though none of us realised that it would be quite that long before they came out. During the last month they were in their basket they could very easily have been settled onto shelves but by then there was a shyness about coming out and maybe they had been to so many places during those three months that the basket was a safe cocoon for them.
Now, to the photos -
I am starting to notice a trend that my family and friends all want to get into the act of either suggesting possible duck photo opportunities or taking photos of the ducks, no matter how dismissive they have been of the ducks up to that point. This was no exception by Noonamah friends. These three photos (plus a few others) were sent to me later in my trip. While I was still in bed on the Saturday morning, they had taken the ducks out into the garden and snapped these photos. I am glad they did.
And if you are wondering where the hell is Noonamah, yes, that is the slogan, it is 45 ks south-ish of Darwin on the Stuart Highway on the way down south. My friends live off the highway in a wonderful tropical paradise which has been my pleasure to visit fairly regularly over the last few years. I spent many R&R weekends out of Darwin and there was always fun times in the kitchen, sometimes experimenting, great food, good wine, excellent conversation and general relaxation and sleep.
An excellent place to begin my very serious journey down south for the next adventures in my life.
I left Darwin on Saturday 10 December, staying in Noonamah with friends on the Friday night. The ducks were happily tucked up in their travelling basket in which they were to spend the next three months, though none of us realised that it would be quite that long before they came out. During the last month they were in their basket they could very easily have been settled onto shelves but by then there was a shyness about coming out and maybe they had been to so many places during those three months that the basket was a safe cocoon for them.
Now, to the photos -
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| Ducks in their basket in Darwin - quite a cosy fit and there were no complaints about the closeness |
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| All of the ducks at the bird bath in Noonamah |
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| my friend Chopper was very well behaved with the ducks and enjoyed the photo op as much as they did |
I am starting to notice a trend that my family and friends all want to get into the act of either suggesting possible duck photo opportunities or taking photos of the ducks, no matter how dismissive they have been of the ducks up to that point. This was no exception by Noonamah friends. These three photos (plus a few others) were sent to me later in my trip. While I was still in bed on the Saturday morning, they had taken the ducks out into the garden and snapped these photos. I am glad they did.
And if you are wondering where the hell is Noonamah, yes, that is the slogan, it is 45 ks south-ish of Darwin on the Stuart Highway on the way down south. My friends live off the highway in a wonderful tropical paradise which has been my pleasure to visit fairly regularly over the last few years. I spent many R&R weekends out of Darwin and there was always fun times in the kitchen, sometimes experimenting, great food, good wine, excellent conversation and general relaxation and sleep.
An excellent place to begin my very serious journey down south for the next adventures in my life.
