Its almost becoming a complaint I can put to music. “No Redcaps about at the moment”. No access to the Bandicoot Big Brother House. blah blah blah.
We’ve been lucky enough to be put on to a pair of Eastern Yellow Robins, so we’ve taken to travelling out there of late.
As it turns out, we’ve spotted three birds. A pair and a helper. The ever reliable HANZAB tells the tale of how the helpers are called in to assist with nesting duties. I’m going to call the second one a male, as it seems to get chased by the male, and there has been a number of branch dancing performances with one bird flying off backward. A pretty sure sign of defeat in the territory stakes, I’m told.
Still it flys in with building material and the odd grub or two for food. The female readily accepts it, but the male will come in and round it up for another flying round trees and branch dance session. Time will tell.
I’ve also been lucky with the light. Soft mostly, and once a little rain to and sunshine to reflect back into the shadows. Nice, I couldn’t do that in a studio.
We’ll see how they go over the next few weeks, and continue to look for redcaps, and of course the Kestrel patrol. Not having much luck there either. See the first couple of sentences. <gg>
Birds as Poetry —— Just because I WANDER - --doesn't mean I'm LOST 