Thursday, March 11, 2010  Bird Lover  Lewi loves birds. It's one
of his newest passions and I've had so much fun getting
interested in birds along with him. There's something pretty
cool about grabbing a bird identification book, a log book,
pencil, rubber and clipboard and going for a walk in the
gorgeous Bega Valley autumn in search of birds.  As a child I
wasn't really into birds. We were never allowed to have a pet
bird as mum didn't like birds in cages. I never ever remember
feeling disappointed about it, though. I've always hated the
flappy-bird behaviour when one is loose inside a house and wants
to get out. Freaky! My bird experience stems from my childhood
days when we lived at The Pinch. We had lots of chooks. I loved
getting the eggs but I was always so paranoid about getting
lice. I couldn't stay in their pen for any length of time for
fear of parasites infesting me. I'd itch for ages after
collecting the eggs, just thinking about the lice-possibilities.
Oh and there is that other little experienc