A quick blip

What a busy day! Quick blip break in the garden just before the sun set and those pesky King Parrots were in the olive tree again - which prompted me to pick the olives. I would have blipped that - a meagre handful, being all that is left after their previous attack on the tree - but S considered it too 'boring', so here is one of the culprits instead, looking innocent. ("Me, eat your olives? Never. I just eat the pip and spit out the yacky flesh...") I'll have to give them to my Dad, to add to his two full trees worth of olives to be brined.

(What would I do without my king parrots for emergency blips?!)