Hues of nature are sightings from my window of the range of colours of flowers, leaves,bark and trees..Each day has a backdrop of slightly varying shades of blue with the nature dressed at its best on various hues to create the stage for its acts of the day..and as the day breaks you get to watch the communion of woodpeckers, parrokettes, sparrows and wag tails..as each come and perform their part as viewed from my window, it appears as if someone has meticulously crafted the stage and its settings; the costumes and the colours; the songs and the sounds; the actions and placings..as birds move on..there is the march of the monkeys. Aren't they the big bullies around, I wonder!..breaking branches and throwing it around, young ones summersaulting crazily, but never to miss a hold on the thinnest of the twig..It surprises me how the fibble stems bare their weight..may beit doesn't get time to rebel to this vandalising for the monkeys move on in fraction of a second
