"Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?"



The view out of my kitchen window in the morning.



Last year the land was used to grow oat. Some grains remained on the field and sprout again. Now the parrots (like these Adelaide Rosellas) and my chicken as well are harvesting the year's growth.