In the Spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love, a photo by Suffering the Benz on Flickr.
Sydney in full flail. Now that Mully’s gone, he is looking for a new place to vent his aggression. There’s also a bit of spring fever lurking in there somewhere. With cockatoos, the line between love and hate is more blurred than a drunkard’s recollection of last night.