Since everyone seemed to enjoy my post about the Sydney Youth Orchestra I thought you may also enjoy a few photos of the Town Band performing at their annual concert. This year I was asked to be official photographer. And I did get a lot of nice shots. These ones are just group photos because of privacy and permission stuff. Other than the amazing music at the concert, I really liked the shiny floor.... It made for cool reflections in the photos.

The ladder wobbled but I stepped up to the top rung, one hand on my camera and one steadying myself against the bendy trunk of the bush beside me. Still I could not look down into the nest so I stepped back down a rung. Then reaching as high as I could from there my fingers went up and back down into the nest. Three warm eggs met my touch. 

Our family went to The Master plan Conference, a Homeschool camp a while ago. Most families had a cabin each, somewhere on top of the hill, the place is aptly named Ridgecrest. The view towards the nearby lake is magnificent. And only one of the many great things about the weekend.

Last week our town was visited by the very talented Sydney Youth Orchestra. They played in the chapel of the convent. Our family went to both daytime performances, but in two halves. My mum and brothers went to the first one. I then took my sisters to the next.
 

Starting today on the 15th of November and until the 22nd a Wild Pollinator Count is happening, Australia Wide. This is the official site, visit it for more details. The idea is that everyone can help collect data so we can learn more about our pollinators and not just the bees, but any bug that crawls on flowers. Although bees are my favourite..... butterflies are pretty, but then they are not such a challenge to photograph! And they don't make honey.

Thanks to Cait from Paper Fury and Tracy of Adventure Awaits, I have been tagged for the Bedtime Book Tag. Double tagged! So I shall endeavour to answer the questions belonging to this tag as best I can. (by the way I don't necessarily recommend all the books I mention here) 

Normally all photos on posts are mine, but these are all exceptions, just for a little book fun, they are all on my "For The Love of Books" Pinterest board with a heap of others, and hence are sourced from there. Enjoy!

This is my brothers guineapig or as we sometimes call them G-pig. And this is my second and last entry in this months I Heart Faces "Pets" photo challenge.

I took this photo a while ago, but really like it so am entering it in the I Heart Faces "Pet" Photo Challenge this month.

Almost the end of October already. Time flies, just like birds do when I try photograph them. Sometimes I can get close enough.... it I have a zoom lens on the camera anyway. This Galah was quite a friendly fellow, but I didn't try get any closer than about two and a bit meters away and still mostly behind a bush.

A While ago I made a pretty candle holder thing. It is quite a easy quick craft that is fun for all ages. I actually ended up making this one after helping my brothers each make one, and theirs looked so nice that I wanted one too!

I saw this poem the other day and thought that I must never forget how to be a little girl, or at least not for a long time yet. I don't know who to credit this lovely poem to, because where I found it the name under it was Margaret Fishback Powers, but in another place Henry Alfred Dixon. Maybe it was another who really wrote it, I don't know. Most sources say Anonymous. But whoever it was that wrote it I am glad they did.

This poem made me think. We are so often in a rush, from one thing to another. We don't stop, we are not often still. God has given us so many things, small moments to enjoy. It is easy to grow to old and not stop to look at the world through the eyes of a little girl. But here is the poem, so you can read it before I continue.

Yes it is a rather catchy name, or at least it made me go "What, what in the world is that?" So I went to find out. And indeed The Umbrella Festival is mostly just like any markets with a lot of games happening at it as well... baring one odd thing.... there were umbrellas everywhere!

My whole family went mulberry picking about a week ago and we picked around three kilograms of mulberries. Two of which I used for making jam.

One day a man was given a clay jar into his care. At first he kept it with all his other jars on one side of the room. But this jar was different to all the rest. Now this man lived in the darkness, and hated all light. This particular clay jar emitted a faint glow that none of his others did. For a while he bore with the unnatural presence, keeping his back to the jar and moving it to a shelf in the darkest corner he could find, hiding it behind other jars. But the light did not flicker, and it had a presence he could feel all the time. Hate for the light of the clay jar grew in him until he decided he had to put it out. 

I picked up Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan at the book fair a few months back but only got around to reading it a few weeks ago. If you like stories of young people with powers going around fighting monsters, a book full of hilarious quips, Greek mythology and don't have a problem with a third of the characters being the gods from Greek mythology you will like this book.

It all started with a parcel in the mail. This parcel contained hundreds of eggs, and some tiny black specks that were already humping around, baby silkworms. Our tree had next to no leaves on it, so we had a dilemma. In the end a question on a local Facebook page fixed it. Someone told us off a huge mulberry tree that grew at the end of a fairly run down street and it did not belong to anyone.