To market, to market ..

 ... but no pigs were purchased or otherwise involved in this post (although one was running a speed trap on the outskirts of Yungaburra this afternoon).

The morning was a tad moist as shown by the steam behind the Cordylines!

 The Yungaburra markets have been well advertised around the Tablelands.  We went there about 8am when all the stalls were erected ..

 .. but the crowds were not too bad.

There were a bunch of dogs present.  The white one with a pink jacket had gone completely feral trying to play with Tammy, but the owner had ignored this.

Another terrier, by the name of Panda, got a bit stroppy but every other dog was very friendly.  The funniest meeting was with a very large Bull Terrier that could dance as well - but not quite as quickly - as Tammy.  I'd love to have have seen them meet in a less inappropriate spot.

A couple more images.

 This was a paddock behind Foodworks: normally devoid of cars.

 We went for a walk down Mathers Rd and found a few species.  These Bush Stone Curlews  posed well ..

  ... and in so doing emphasised that they are Thick-ankles not Thick-knees.

At least they do sound like Curlews.  I actually like the Afrikaans word Dikkop (which means thick head).

There are a bunch of flowers along the road that are attrative to birds including these Grevilleas.

 Later in the day we went for a walk along the Northern stretch of Petersons Creek.  This flower is (I believe) a rainforest species, possibly Tibouchina sp..

 This (Pyrostegia sp) is a common vine around the area, and I finally noticed one close to the ground.

 I wondered what the birding was like at the curtain Fig Tree on a Saturday.  The answer was 'very  hopeless'.  About 20 cars parked, mainly with family groups who appear to have never seen a tree before judging by their conversations.  (Of course they will be better people now they have seen one!)  In the late afternoon we went for a walk to the North of the village.  This is a disused railway bridge over Peterson's Creek.

 A Macleay's Honeyeater giving some tongue to a pretty flower

 After a non-productive visit to the Bowling Club in search of a shirt  (but with advice how to advance the matter positively) I walked home across the market site.  What market had been there?  VERY well done stall holders and organisers.

• Bird of the day: Varied Triller at the Fig tree on Mather Street.  Flock award goes to Australian White Ibis (aka bin chook) cleaning up around cattle.
• Vegetation of the day:  Pink flower along the creek
• Memorable moment:  The cleanliness of the market site after the event.
• Comment of the day: When I walked into the Bowling Club seeking a souvenir shirt a guy coming in t other end tapped his head.  I twigged this meant  I should take my cap off.  He the said "I didn't want you to have to shout the bar.  Especially since there's only you and I in here."
• Pie of the day:none taken
• Troppo moment of the day. Frances drove herself  home while I negotiated the shirt business but due to having been walking in the warmth became a little spatially misplaced!

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