Once upon a cloudy day in April I stumbled upon an extemely uppety mother bird and her eggs in the midst of the miniblast lagoon put-put course in nearby Cromwell. Every day since then I have checked on that bird (whom I came to know as the thrasher bird) whilst I spent my hours working in the hut. On a fated friday night last week, the glorious
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