A blog about Lamb Island in Moreton Bay, Queensland – a unique little paradise under forty kilometres as the seagull flies from Brisbane CBD.
Because of restraints on time, and let’s face it, only limited material on a small island, some posts are being recycled/updated from earlier.
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Monday, September 08, 2014

The sound of two slashers passing.

Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder what that racket is? Lamb Island is usually an unusually quiet place to live (well, except maybe when a horde of cockatoos or rainbow lorikeets find something good to eat in a nearby gum tree, or the curlews decide to conduct an island-wide conversation at night). But every so often, and more so-oftenly in Spring and Summer, we’ll occasionally hear an unaccustomed roaring sound outside our houses, and it’ll be these speedy council guys mowing the grass along the edges of our streets. Which is one sound of regular civilisation we don’t mind.