As a photo instructor, one of the things that I always pass on to my landscape/cityscape -pictorial photographers is keep an eye on the weather chart and when we get a slow moving high on the synoptic chart with some light southerly winds, then expect to have clear skies and great light in the morning and the afternoon.
And today it all come together, and I remembered why it is so great to be a photographer and have your eyes wide open for what ever the golden light brings to your lens.
We took the chance for an evening trip down to the Backpaddock. As luck would have it, (about time some might say), we found two pairs of red-caps and their offspring. The males both are hard at work with the young who are developing quite an independence and at one stage were all feeding together. To the angst of the two males who have territorial honour to uphold. So while their young happily fed, flew and chirped about, the two males did branch dancing and name calling.
The late evening sun was just rolling through the trees, and deep shadows everywhere, but from time to time it was a magic moment.
Also saw but didn’t photograph, the elusive White-throated Treecreeper about 60 metres in from the Map Shelter, so Ray will be pleased. It was on is own it seems, which is not so good. We were hoping for another small family to take off.
We also found one old tree with at least three Striated Pardalotes nesting. Very noisy.
Birds as Poetry —— Just because I WANDER - --doesn't mean I'm LOST 