Birds are a distraction
I am currently at my daughter’s home in Clare in the mid north of South Australia. I am busy – trying to study. The birds in her garden are a wonderful distraction from my books and writing.
Yesterday afternoon I took a break from my studies to mow her lawns. Actually – it would be more accurate to say that I removed the jungle. She has been overseas for the last five weeks and it has grown almost out of control. Not for the first time has Dad come to the rescue.
The resident birds are enjoying the cut grass. I guess I stirred up a lot of insects and exposed them to the birds. The Australian Magpie Larks were the first to move in, strutting around as if they owned the place. The Red Wattlebirds do not like their patch being invaded and will think nothing of swooping the poor Peewees (a common local name for the Magpie Larks). The Australian Magpies were not too slow on the update either, coming to feed and then rewarding us with their beautiful warbling and caroling right at the back door.
The Common Blackbirds quietly scamper from the bushes for a sortie or two before scurrying off to the next bush to hide, their alarm calls warning others. The Crested Pigeons strut purposefully across the grass, pausing every now and then to peck at some tasty morsel. Nearby, the New Holland Honeyeaters flit and parry, swooping down to capture an unsuspecting insect for breakfast.
The only species I haven’t seen at this veritable smorgasbord has been the local Willie Wagtails. They are often the very first to take advantage of such a feast. I guess they have better pickings elsewhere.
I must get back to my studies.
Almost makes me want to mow the lawn …. nah maybe not.
None of the three birds you’ve pictured, common as they are elsewhere, are found at my place.
there is no distraction quite as wonderful as our feathered friends. I used to have a resident Bearded Dragon wandering around the yard as I mowed, taking advantage of the stirred up insect life. I had to be extremely careful not do him an injury.
While sitting on the back porch in the sun yesterday, a Grey Butcherbird rested on the clothes line – that was a nice up-close sighting for me.
Hi there Alan – go on – you’ll never know what you may stir up. Probably too wet and cold down your way to mow the lawn anyway.
Hi there Gaye – thanks for stopping by.
You are so right – they are wonderful distractions. We regard watching our bird bath as a good waste of time – it’s clearly in view from where we often eat meals.
I also love seeing the various dragons and lizards sun baking on rocks and on paths around our garden too.
We occasionally have that wonderful bird, the Grey Butcherbird, in our garden too. I love its call. We hear it in the neighbourhood more often that we see it.
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