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Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Thorny Devil

Thorny Devil
The Thorny Devil or Moloch horridus, this animale is covered in thorns. It might look evil but its completely harmless. You can find them in central and western Australia, throughout the deserts and in light bush land. The thorny devil is about 20 cm long, and they like to eat ants. The catch them by using their tongue, like an ant-eater would do. The colour changes on the thorny devil’s body from yellow to reddish brown to black, depending on which type of soil it is crossing. They change colours to be camouflaged and make it easier for them to hide. and if rain lands on its back, it runs down the creature finding its way to its mouth where is consumed. The thorny devil lays about 3 to 10 eggs underground, between September and January. The eggs hatch 3 to 4 months later. They reach maturity after 3 years. The thorny devil lives for about 20 years. The thorny devil is one of the least aggressive reptiles. It likes to defend itself but has weird ways of doing it: They have the ability to change colours to match their environment. They hide in small shrubs. When they’re scared they put their head between front legs, which shows a fake head or knob on its neck in the place where a normal head should be. If a predator tries to flip it over it puts its spine and curved tail against the ground to prevent it from falling over. Its movement looks like a leaf, and it often “freezes” instinctively. They have the ability to puff themselves up like a ball, which makes them look bigger. The thorny devil is an endangered animal. People have been saving the thorny devil’s nests and eggs by placing wire enclosures around the nests. By doing this they are keeping predators out and hold the babies in after hatching. This technique seems to be working. When the thorny devil goes to sleep at night, it digs up the soil, and covers itself with it to stay warmer during really cold nights. The thorny devils dig themselves underground burrows, sometimes under scrub to provide protection from the heat.

posted by Monique at 7:33 pm  

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Monday, June 4, 2007

Poffertjes Recipe


Since I seen how Australian like our Dutch poffertjes, I thought I could give you the recipe to make them yourselves.

Recipe for 60 pieces

200 grams flour
40 grams butter or margarine
3,5 dl milk
8 grams yeast
2 grams salt

Warm the milk until its lukewarm. Mix the salt through the flour en make a small hole in the flour. Put a bit of the milk with the yeast and pour this with 2/3 from the milk in the small hole in the flour. Make a thick seizure while you stir . Put the rest of the lukewarm milk with the seizure to make it lesser thick. Leave the seizure underneath a wet cloth on a warm space, so the seizure can rise, leave it for one hour. Put butter in you’re Poffertjes pan and fill the holes with the seizure, but not more than half full and bake the Poffertjes brown on both sides but just for a small time. Serve with butter and powder sugar.

posted by Monique at 2:13 pm  

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Saturday, June 2, 2007

No one but you

This is a very special song to me, it always makes me think of my cousin i lost last year at a very young adge, Youri, he only became 23 years old

A hand above the water
An angel reaching for the sky
Is it raining in Heaven -
Do you want us to cry ?

And everywhere the broken-hearted
On every lonely avenue
No-one could reach them
No-one but you

One by one
Only the Good die young
They’re only flying to close to the sun
And life goes on -
Without you…

Another tricky situation
I get to drowning in the Blues
And I find myself thinking
Well - what would you do ?

Yes! - it was such an operation
Forever paying every due
Hell, you made a sensation
You found a way through - and
(You found a way through)

One by one
Only the Good die young
They’re only flying to close to the sun
We’ll remember -

And now the party must be over
I guess we’ll never understand
The sense of your leaving
Was it the way it was planned ?

And so we grace another table
And raise our glasses one more time
There’s a face at the window
And I ain’t never, never saying goodbye…

One by one
Only the Good die young
They’re only flying to close to the sun
Crying for nothing
Crying for no-one
No-one but you

posted by Monique at 8:55 am  

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