Box of Birds

Despite all the happy things that happened to me yesterday, I still felt like crap for most of it. My head hurt, my eyes felt puffy, and my brain never cleared from the fog that descended on Melbourne overnight. As I crawled into bed last night, I turned the alarm off, deciding that I would get up when my body was ready.

Six o'clock and I'm wide awake. Typical.

Four galahs and a lorikeet at the bird feeder. The lorikeets are such trapeze artists. This one was hanging upside down and keeping the 4 larger birds at bay. One of the galahs tried his luck on the clothesline wire, promptly tipped over, and looked so undignified as he struggled to get upright again. So funny.

Walked one of my old running routes. Took nearly 9 minutes to get to my "5-minute hill", for a total of 59 minutes, including camera stops. 4.4 kms. More photos in the Seville album...