They say there's a tree in the forest

A scrub wren in a lawyer vine?
Yeah, m' darlin' that is fine.
Is that a quail?
No tail, not as large -
Logrunner's camouflage.
Honey eater, wonga doves,
Robins, fantails,
Whoooo
WHIP
Tchew tchew tchew
Aren't they loves?
Bolly gum, sassafras
Podocarp (not yellow wood)
Strangler figs, mock olive dude.

Talk about bio-: diversity or mass (but not scope). The photo doesn't do the Maiala Nature Reserve any justice at all but that's not a criticism of whosever photo I've nicked from the World Wide Webb. There are other nickable pics that do show so much more but this fig reminded me of the one that Mike showed little Freya how to use as a drum.

Why are they called "lawyer vines"? Some might say that it is because the long, wickedly barbed side stems resemble lawyers in reaching out, sticking into to you and not letting go until the last drop of blood has been squeezed. Some might. I prefer to think it is in recognition of the way in which they strive without rest to grow with and beyond their community, providing mutual support but never taking advantage. As lawyers do.

That "whip tchew tchew" really isn't the stuff of universal and instantly recognisable poetry. I didn't actually see a whipbird but we certainly heard them. The male does the long whistle and then whip-crack and the female immediately responds with tchew-tchew. Why? Probably the sex-thing. It generally is. Water dragons are really cool things too. And so are leeches between your toes.

Daylight is breaking - to reveal heavy grey cloud. I don't know what that portends for sailing on Moreton Bay today but I'm like really like excited at the prospect.