
All manner of birdlife visit our home garden but never have we seen a kookaburra, which Wednesday began by eyeing off the bedding begonias for any sign of creepy crawlies for half an hour and then tried a fitting in the bird bath.
It’s surveilleance point was the Tipuana tree, which is 18 years old and during summer gives shade to the entire back garden.
Constant feathered friends we usually see are honey eaters and we can have up to 20 or 30 darting in and out of the tree branches in what appears to be a game of tag and chasey. It is amazing to watch them, for they never ever collide either with each other or the branches.
Mr Willy Wagtail is a constant visitor, especially while I am weeding the garden beds and he picks over the newly tilled earth for a bit of tucker. There is also a rather cocky mudlark, noisey as ever, standing up to any potential threat to its livelihood, be it a dog, cat or 100kg monster gardener.
Wattle birds too enjoy darting in and around the trees and shrubbery, the red bearded male along with its plain-jane female version.
Crows are one of the unwanted visitors, for apart from their sickening car-car-car! sound, they love to drop purple poops all over the bird bath and environs. A beautiful overweight palamino homing pigeon is another unwanted variety because it has chosen our place to ‘home’ and always attempts to put sizeable deposits on our outdoor furniture setting. But the squeak associated with the sliding door opening alerts them that the landlord is on the war-path again and they are terrified. At least until my back is turned or while we are away on holidays when they get free reign to move right back in.