Today it is cold and wet around here, (yippee!). An ideal time to go through and sort a few picture galleries. I came across some shots I’d taken recently of a pair of Golden Whistlers on the golf course.
While the female Golden Whistler, pachycephala pectoralis, seems to have missed out a bit in the beauty stakes, (although I love her shape), and pachycephala means ‘thick head’, the male’s plumage and beautiful song make this bird a favourite of mine.
Around here we’d probably class the Golden Whistler as locally nomadic with some altitudinal migration happening as well.
This pair, (I’m assuming it is the same pair), seem to faithfully return to a small patch of bush on the course every few days. They are not there every day and I’m guessing the Noisy Miners have a little to do with that.