Alive

This place, harsh as it can be is fully awake and fully alive in the hot humid months of November and December.

Birds are busy nesting and raising chicks, reptiles are breeding, fighting and showing off their colours, the plants are fruiting.

The mango season has passed, geese graze on fallen fruit, great leathery winged bats cruise past our balcony at eye level and the crimson finches Twitter and peep as they nest above our heads. No room to be shy. All the world is alive and boldened by the season.

A bold boy

Shy one, sneaky

Great pillars electric

To old and tired to care

Fig bird thought I was it’s momma

Noisy neighbours