For 12 years I searched for tawny frogmouths in my local birding patch, the Waterworks Reserve in Dynnyrne. It was a tantalising hunt for a decade. I had heard frogmouths calling over the years, at dawn and dusk and sometimes in the night when I had also searched for masked owls. I had also seen frogmouths in other areas of Hobart but I had always been told about their location by readers. I had never been able to track down these amazing birds, with superb camouflage … [Read more...] about Success in the blink of an eye
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Passport to birdland
Birdland is a magical place where it’s possible to escape all the pressures and stresses of the environment of the city created and inhabited by one species - humans – and immerse yourself in a less one-dimensional world. Birdland is nowhere in particular, and does not have to be special or noteworthy. It could be in the wildest of wild forest, or in suburbia. It could be a pristine beach, a few hectares of eucalypt woodland, or a neatly manicured city park. It could be a … [Read more...] about Passport to birdland
A little help for feathered friends
With a little held from my friends. The lyric of the Beatles song rang out across the garden from an open window in my lounge, at the very moment a striated pardalote struck up in song. It was an appropriate duet, a song of the suburbs, because earlier I had been reading an email from Bruce Longmore and Sue Drake about their efforts to provide a home for pardalotes in their Ridgeway garden, to help out the tiny birds in the ever-increasing hunt for nesting cavities each … [Read more...] about A little help for feathered friends
Satin flycatchers welcomed back
The last of the summer migrants, the beautiful satin flycatchers, have arrived safely this year at the place I always find them in mid-spring, a stretch of white peppermint eucalypt woodland in the Waterworks Reserve. These birds are the most eye-catching of the migrants, the males with a plumage of shimmering satin feathers on their head and backs, set against a silvery-grey on the breast. The females mix grey, ivory and a splash of russet on the throat. The flycatchers … [Read more...] about Satin flycatchers welcomed back
Beauty’s in the brush
THEY say the life of a writer is a lonely one but most days I have the company of a family of green rosellas. My study looks out on a thicket of yellow bottlebrushes and year-round they fossick among the leaves, chewing on the pollen and nectar-laden flowers in spring, or seeds in the autumn. For the rest of the year they merely hang out in the dense foliage, calling merrily to other green rosellas passing overhead. I’ve tried to take pictures of the rosellas but somehow … [Read more...] about Beauty’s in the brush