Today is the first day that we 'own' our new property - Highfield. The last week has been a flurry of 'ings'- sorting, wrapping, packing, boxing, stacking, driving, unstacking, unboxing, unwrapping, re-sorting, cupboarding. My hands are sore from paper cuts and cleaning fluid but we are content if tired.
Soon, I will introduce our new home to you. But right now I want to introduce you to some of our neighbours. This was the first little fella that waved to me on arrival - a lovely big praying mantis. Don't you love his topnot?
Then, I quickly noticed the willie wagtail nest being built. Right outside our front balcony, a pair of conscientious willies are constructing a beautiful nest in a hakea. The books say that willies build their nests from mud and soften it with a quilt of spiders web. Indeed we see these little, bright birds return to their 'cottage' under construction with beaks of white sticky fluff. They beat their little heads and chests over the edge to transfer the web and smooth it off, creating a felty home. There seem to be a few galah chest feathers in the wall of the nest, little specks of gala-pink against the pale grey of web - very pretty.
It feels right that we are nesting in our new home the same time the Willies are.
We are on Wiradjuri land, a large country of the original indigenous owners. The Wiradjuri call the Willie Wagtail - dirrijirri - which, if you have ever heard a Willie's calls, is onomatopoeic.
We are tempted to call our little cottage Dirrijirri House.