We, EE, Mr An Onymous and I had gone up to Eynesbury for the Eynesbury Environmental Group’s Sunday walk in the forest.
We motored up in style in the An Blackmobile, and what other colour would Anonymous chose. (Let’s not go there).
We arrived in good time, thanks to great navigating by the unnamed driver. Chris, he of the awards, was waiting in the car park and the sun was shining. How good.
We waited for the rest to arrive, and heard a unusal call in the tree line at the carpark. A little searching and lo and behold, to our astonishment, and joy and delight, let it be said, there was a Swift Parrot at work in the tree, feasting on lerp.
Swift Parrots spend the summer in Tasmania nesting, then fly over the Tasman Sea to winter over on the mainland. But, and there lies the issue for conservationists. Many of the trees that they prefer for food are being decimated in the mad desire of humans to outpopulate themselves. The favoured tree, I’m told is Blue Gum, and they are vanishing as suburbs expand at an even more prodigious rate.
“Less than one thousand pairs” are left, according to reliable source. (BirdLife Australia) Which places the Swift Parrot on the Endangered List.
So we stopped and enjoyed the presence of these birds. About 10-12 on conservative count.
And then after about half an hour of entertaining us, true to their name, they turned on a wing, and were gone.