More adventures in New Yarraman. HA...I like that, New Yarraman. Has a nice ring
doesn't it? Half seriously/half smart arse I said yesterday that I thought New Earth
had dropped down onto my place. Today I am starting to believe myself. I have this
whole new fascination with...well, everything. Everything seems renwed or enriched or
something. I'm not sure how to explain it. Perhaps it's just that the grass is finally
starting to turn green and I'm having a lovely case of spring fever...I dunno. Maybe I am
for once and all, away with the pixies. But it's magic, whatever it is.

I was just outside with CrippyGimp...the head of the Magpie family who allow us to live in
their territory. Me and CG have a lovely conversation every morning. I sorta like the idea
that he enjoys it as much as I do...and it's not just a case of tummy love. I mean he SEEMS
sincere, and he lets us babysit his children...so there's some sorta bond there, right?
The babysitting...I guess I oughtta explain that. Magpies keep several generations of their
offspring with them in a family group. When the mother is on the nest with new eggs or
hatchlings the babies from the last nests are stilll quite young, don't have their grown up
colours yet. So the parent birds bring the two youngest birds to our verandah and drop them
off there, for day care, while they go find food, or whatever business they have to take care of.
Been going on for about 8 years now.

So anyway, I'm out there talking to CG and his Mrs. and all of a sudden they just broke into song,
it was like a performance...I took it as a thank you because I was putting food out for them. For
some reason that thouched me in a whole new way. It was like for a minute this connection formed
between me and the birds and we were on the same wave length...sharing the same energy. What it
felt like was fascination...on both sides...the birds were as fascinated by the experience as I
was...I could feel that.

Now if you don't know about Magpies, or their reputation, this doesn't seem all that surprising.
Truth of the matter is that this time of the year, any time Magpies are nesting, they become
dangerous dive bomb attackers. Mailmen fear to tread. Kids on bikes get attacked. They can be
downright vicious...protecting their nest and their young. CG uses us for day care. Logically
I know it's because I feed them, but I also feel that more and more we are going to be having these
sorta experiences...tuning in with everything around us...experience our Oneness as we remember more
and more of it.

Fine with me...I've always had an abiding love for magic.

yarra