Wild Bird Wednesday & Nature Notes - More Sydney Birds

Still in the same area as the cemetery below,

a Currawong

but a different Currawong than near George's River further

south or those on the North Shore or even in my son's garden.

These are slightly smaller and have much more white on them.

The normal Currawong is a black or grey bird with a white 

rim to the tail. The call is also distinctly different.

I have experience four different Currawong languages 

in different parts of the city.

I spotted this dove in the cemetery, see previous post,

it seemed rather fitting and so much nicer than one of stone.

I also saw a kite obviously going to it's nest in the rocks 

above the crashing sea,

it was much too fast for me to get it in my sights.

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MY WORLD, World Bird and Watery Wednesday - A Dawn Walk

While staying in Bright, Victoria last month, I took off as dawn

was breaking and was already in this well kept park in town

just as it was light enough to start activating my itchy shutter-

finger.

In the mists on the Ovens river, Australian Wood Ducks,

Chenonetta jubata, were flying to join the Black Ducks which

were already busy bathing in the icy waters.

Light in the sky brought light into the depths of the fast

flowing river.

A new well mannered friend accompanied me, I found him on our

doorstep and as I left, he followed . . .

a great companion, so obviously NOT water shy. He blithely

stepped into the icy cold river to his shoulder just for a drink!

A flotilla of Black Duck paddling upstream . . .

I had so many photos, I could bore you to tears . . . just not

this time.

Here is a Pied Currawong, Strepera graculina, feeding on

berries almost at my feet.

Currawongs are larger and heavier than Crows and can do a

lot of damage to fruit trees, just look at his powerful beak.

Note the wide legged stance, he really is the tough guy on the

block.

On a softer note, a Rosella camouflaged in the autumn

foliage.

Here is a teenager Crimson Rosella, Platycercus elegans,

changing into adult plumage.

. . . and so , back to our digs where the Prof was still peacefully

sleeping and I said a sorry farewell to my companion , who

apparently belonged in the next little town!

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