Still, foggy days again, or still "still, foggy days".

Well, how should one describe this weather? It is still and foggy outside. It was yesterday, and on Sunday, and on Saturday (election day), and probably was before that too. So I think I am entitled to declare that it is still "still and foggy". Apparently Melbourne has had some bright sunny weather, and even a bit of hot weather last week. Not here.
Melba the mobile grass-cutter, who lives in my bottom paddock does not seem to mind the weather. Fair enough, it makes the grass grow for her. She is a white Welsh Mountain Pony, stained to a very fetching "Champagne" colour, by the red soil of Robertson.
The birds are perfectly happy in this level of wetness. They seem quite able to keep up their feeding, and the Blackbirds (Turdus merula) and the Grey Shrike-thrush (Colluricincla harmonica) absolutely love it, judging by their loud and seemingly cheerful calling.

The Crimson Rosellas (Platycercus elegans) get a bit bedraggled, in the wet, as they are seed eaters, and spend a fair part of their day on the ground, or close to it. And they have silly short legs, and a long tail, which means their tail-feathers drag on the wet grass and get damp. Here are 2 Crimson Rosellas sheltering from the rain. The photo was taken last January, but the reality is the same.Yesterday a male Superb Fairy-wren ("Blue Wren") (Malurus cyaneus) was out and about, flitting through the shrubs, looking for food. I think there is very likely to be a nest down in the long weeds below the house.