Crows compete with galahs, while Labor and Liberal battle it out. Meanwhile, soft warm rain is falling across inland Queensland, which is ideal for Doug's newly planted trees. All the trees are natives, chosen to attract birds and butterflies. From the kitchen window I'm watching a rhodantha snuggling into the soil, it's blue-grey leaves sparkling with droplets of moisture while its roots settle and spread. Will it mature into a sprawling eucalypt like its parent tree at Parkes in New South Wales? Will its twisted limbs burst forth with huge red flowers, followed by large dish-like seed pods?
Today I needed a doctor and could have an appointment on the same morning with the doctor of my choice. How fortunate we are in Mitchell.
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