Early start to take number one son off to school camp, a cold wintery wind blowing. In the garden there's the incredibly loud call of a Grey butcherbird[1] and a couple of Pied currawongs[2] from across the street — the latter always associated in my mind with winters in Canberra.
[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grey_butcherbird
[2] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pied_currawong
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