Terry the turbo-chook fixed me with a long, curious stare. He stood alone on a wet patch of grass just inside the Waterworks Reserve, set back from the road so he would not be unduly disturbed. The idea of a single bird out of the flock – a loner – seemed foreign to the avian world where most feathered creatures congregate as part of a flock. The way Terry looked at me as I walked past he was probably thinking the same thing. Two loners adrift in the world. I named the … [Read more...] about A turbo-chook in search of love
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.
Spring arrives on summerbird wings
I thought the winter would never end with snow seeming to linger forever on kunanyi/Mt Wellington into the second half of October but the sighting of summerbirds told me that summer had finally arrived. Forget spring and autumn, in 2021 I decided to divide the year into just two seasons, winter and summer. A brutal weather that had brought icy winds and snow would not be broken until October 22 when, strangely, the temperature rose to an unseasonal 23 degrees. It seems the … [Read more...] about Spring arrives on summerbird wings
A vintage day of bird-watching
An invitation to visit a boutique winery where wedge-tailed eagles are a regular feature was too good to turn down. So on a fine late-winter morning, with a hot sun promising spring, I drove the meandering Lyell Highway though the upper Derwent Valley to reach Rylelands farm just past Rossgarten. There to meet me was Derek Jones who a few days previously had phoned to say that he had just seen wedge-tailed eagles in a love dance above his farm, and then mating at the top of … [Read more...] about A vintage day of bird-watching
‘Pandemic bird’ steals the show
Birds are always around us, always in view, always within hearing. Although most times they were merely on the periphery of sight and sound, the covid pandemic has put our feathered friends in the spotlight. With lockdowns and restricted travel, we have turned our attention to our immediate environment as never before, discovering what’s literally on our doorstep. Record numbers of people took part in the Bird of the Year poll, in which the superb fairy-wren was declared the … [Read more...] about ‘Pandemic bird’ steals the show
Fanning the flames of passion
I search for the beautiful flame robin in spring and invariably turn up its close relative, the scarlet robin. It makes me wonder if my illustrious predecessor Michael Sharland got it wrong when he wrote in his Tasmanian Birds of 1948 that the flame robin was the family member most likely to be seen in Tasmania. Either this, or things have changed on the robin front in the past seventy-odd years.’ Although I see and hear scarlet robins all the time on the green fringes of … [Read more...] about Fanning the flames of passion