OVERSEAS they are described as the cathedrals of the natural world, ancient trees that reach for the heavens. It's no wonder that oaks and elms like the ones we see in Hobart's Franklin Square and St David's Park are said to have inspired Gothic architecture, their thick boughs arching above our heads, forming a natural roof to shelter us from wind, hail and rain. Ancient trees are also vital for wildlife. Many animal and bird species could not live without them, especially … [Read more...] about In praise of trees
On The Wing
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 backyard. That’s the magic of birds; they bring beauty and wonder to every corner of the planet, wild or untamed, and my On the Wing writing is their celebration.
Like, poetry, birds ignore frontiers
The worlds of literature, art and wildlife collided on Bruny Island recently when the local community launched a bird book to promote the natural wonders of the twin islands. Writers and artists are at the forefront of the battle to save endangered wildlife and habitats but their role often goes unacknowledged. The Bruny Island Environmental Network (BIEN) set out to put the world of art and literature in the spotlight when two years ago it launched a book project, … [Read more...] about Like, poetry, birds ignore frontiers
Fishing with dynamite
Some birders I have met have this ability to literally charm the birds out of the trees. They are masters of the ancient birding art of “pishing” – making bird sounds by pursing the lips to attract the target bird’s attention. Birds are innately curious and any unfamiliar sound that vaguely resembles a bird call will entice them to come and have a look. My attempts at pishing usually fall on deaf ears but I decided to hone my skills recently in readiness for late spring and … [Read more...] about Fishing with dynamite
Last piece of the summer jigsaw in place
Word spread through the birding community at the end of October that the beautiful satin flycatcher had arrived, the last piece of the summer migratory jigsaw. Noted bird photographer Alan Fletcher tipped me off, sending me two pictures he had taken of male satin flycatchers in previous days. I hadn’t seen the species myself, or even heard their unusual metallic call, and immediately I set off in pursuit, to a location at the Waterworks Reserve where I had seen the migrants … [Read more...] about Last piece of the summer jigsaw in place
Punk bird on the march
The “punk bird” is on the march across Australia and it is not improbable that some day it might bring its anarchy to Tasmania. You have to see the “punk bird” and been witness to the punk revolution in Britain in the 1980s to realise how apt the description of the species is. This is a bird with a cocky waddle, with wings that whistle when it flies at high speed and a spiky hair-do. We are talking here of the crested pigeon which in the past half century, and particularly … [Read more...] about Punk bird on the march