Singing Honeyeaters rule!

 On previous visits to the City of Churches Singing Honeyeaters have been few and far between.  On this visit they seemed to be in every patch of bush.  With some difficulty I got some snaps.  The first one seen was on an early morning walk, so even though the photos were taken in the late afternoon, they come first.

A more images from the walk beginning with some mosaics out side a dunny at Marino Rocks.

Some examples of the signage along the walk.  The notices have information about aspects of the environment of the area.

The area is about the best I know for sightings of Pied Cormorant.

A view along Brighton Beach: unlike the UK original, this one has lotsa sand.  Very pleasing to see the number of pooches of various sizes enjoying the beach.

This artwork refers to an indigenous legend about Tjilbruke, a giant from the Dreamtime who walked along the coast in this area.  This is one version of the story.

A nicely placed political poster.  I have never seen so many posters for an electiom: most stobie poles have one or more!  Quite a few - such as the lower one here - are attacking the leaders rather than spruiking a candidate.

A pretty succulent garden.  This was near where we saw a resident yell at a passing dog walker alleging, falsely, that her pooch had parked a coil, which she didn't scoop.  What a life if your occupation is checking the rectal action of passing canines!

We headed down to the Southern Vales to visit the Pirramimma winery, our preferred winery in the area.  An excellent visit as always (thank you Peter) and the boot of the car became rather fuller after the visit.  (Proving that there is always balance, there was rather less room on my credit card.)

We then headed to Maslins Beach for a walk to Port Willunga.  The eroded cliffs are always attractive.

I was pleased to see a pair of Hooded Plovers on the beach.

We then fired up Polly to go to Onkaparinga Gorge National Park.  Very tricky to find and it turned out to be next door to Chapel Hill winery.  It was also next door to an olive grove.  Well, sort of next door: the olives have spread comprehensively into the Park.  Aorta (to use a strine expression) do something about this.

On my Singing Honeyeater hunt around Marino I noticed this flowering eucalypt.  Nice to see in late Autumn.

Purely in the interest of avoiding dehydration I explored the contents of a couple of cans of liquid tonight.  They are both the result of labours in Port Adelaide so almost count as local.

This is a very pleasant IPA.  True to style and at 6.8% ABV would definitely have made it through the Red Sea.

Again balance is needed: this is in effect 0% alcohol.  The brewery's name reflects their origin in a big shed.  Some of their brews are definitely NOT alcohol free.  This did the job of providing a tasty and healthy drink.