The Alexander Street Chookhouse

What causes us to judge what is good and what is bad ? I ask the question after reading
an article in the Sun Herald about Alexander street chook house,then visiting and observing.

Its tucked away down the end, beside Balgowlah Road, you have to assume a similar attitude to the great general to hunt it down,on a triangular piece of land, with a stately eucalyptus tree providing shade, inside a 3 meter X 3 meter fenced triangle.The chooks who appear healthy and happy are going about their business, scratching amongst the straw and vegetable tops, with what appears to be first class accommodation, not your common or garden henhouse.

The scene is all about love, as stated on the white entrance gate, and reinforced by a passing women
cyclists with children behind. We stopped for a closer inspection, a dolls house adjacent, created an
inspirational setting for children to rest, play, and watch what chooks do for a living.

Unfortunately,my friends car battery was tired and unable to start his car", No worry "said
Rachel " I live round the corner. I'll get my car,and if you have jumper leads we can get you started".

So  communal well being was building,among the Arucaria trees, as she peddled down the
street with baby capsule in tow. The rangers vehicle made a brief appearance, beyond his fierce reputation.

Time for contemplation of nature at work, with human interaction, a much needed exercise in the year 2014. We guided Rachel's small car into a tight parking spot, besides Ralph's shiny red vehicle, minutes later.

The motor was alive and ticking over, our invitation for coffee was deferred to a later date, and for me and Ralph it was all joy as we drove to the battery shop.
(C)Copyright Tim Williams