Monday, July 25, 2011

Monday's Walk.

G’day All,
One sure sign it is winter in these parts is the rather pleasant Pied Currawong call echoing across the golf course. They have numerous songs, but the one that seems popular here goes something like a drawn out, descending ‘hark-hark bewaar’.  I quite like the much maligned currawong – that piercing yellow eye, extremely robust bill – a bird of character.

Crimson Rosellas seem to have declined a little in the past 8 or 9 years on the golf course. I still see them regularly but they don’t cover the fairways like they did when we first came here. There was a pair in the Red Box bush this morning. Always nice to see that strong splash of red zooming through the grey/blue scrub.

The resident Scarlet Robin was in his favourite section too although I didn’t sight the female this morning. 

I thought at first the robin was accompanied by his partner, but it turned out to be one of the several juvenile Golden Whistlers that are often in the same spot. I can just see a tinge of gold on the belly indicating it is probably a young male.

The Spotted Pardalotes in the Red Box haven’t started their incessant calling yet this season, so it was nice to see a female, (juvenile?), working the foliage down low this morning. 



  1. Good to see you had some fine weather great photos.

  2. There's something cheering about scarlet robins and crimson rosellas on winter days. All you need is a sprinkle of snow and it'd be a perfect Christmas in July.

    Pied currawongs tend to stay close to town, but they occasionally come to the edge of the forest. Some mornings I hear them calling and it's just a gorgeous sound.