There are really only six stories told in the world.....

Today was a day of warmer mornings.You can definitely feel a spring like quality to the air and the mornings are getting notably warmer. As a result of these warmer mornings we are also getting morning "harrs" or as the Aussies say "thickFF" I am sure you can fill in the blanks with the fog! Personally I prefer the gentle Scottish harr description but it was quite thick this morning! However it is very short lived and by 09:30 we had stonking views and a promise of yet another warm day. Dom, Cameron and I decided to explore along the coast a bit and took ourselves off to Gunn Point. We drove a long a tarmac road and then suddenly like all things Territorian one can find yourself in the bush. Down this long dirt track we discovered these guys...

Little Corella's. These parrots are a real scream the have bags of character and in a flock are really noisy. I visited a lady in her home for a postnatal visit the other day and she had one that she had raised from an egg. He was also loud and somebody had taught him to say "Whatcha doin?" So during my examination of the her lovely newborn son I found myself talking to this bird and I answered him!!!!! So one has to ask who the idiot really was the parrot or me for answering?
The track finished and we were rewarded for our journey with this...

Miles and miles of yet another sandy beach. Dom is "PansyShell or SandDoller" hunting. Cameron enjoyed the beach too although his beach attire is somewhat unique.

 The view without the nutters

We were not completely alone on our beach as there was couple camping in our paradise so we didn't stay long. On the way back we saw these guys...

Golden headed Cisticola's these tiny birds are only 9cm big. The photo makes them look massive! I was thrilled by these little birds and they sing loud for little wee chaps.

The evening was more birdy themes but this time it was GooseLake performed by the local seniors from Casuarina Senior College. This play was part of the August Darwin Festival and was held at Festival Park near the esplanade in Darwin, hopefully this picture captures some of the atmosphere.

This story is an Aboriginal Larrakai fable told by local tribeswomen "Aunty Ally" and tells the story of a young boy who falls in love with a girl but he can only see her in the early morning or late evening when she does not take the form of a Magpie Goose. The story is the same the world over whatever culture, hence the blog's title. Swan Lake by another name or the film Ladyhawk by yet another the list can go on....

Aunty Ally welcoming us to her story, traditionally this is in the form of song. They always start the welcome to a story with song.
The students were preparing for their play on stage whilst she was singing which I thought was rather touching.

Images from the story they speak for themselves.

The picture above features the spirit or "dreaming" world elements of the story. The music of swan lake was incorporated into the dance and had a didgeridoo in the back ground... Michael Bourne eat your heart out! After the show they invited the children to be the next generation of geese... here are the Funnell goslings...

and one different goose...