On a beautiful autumnal morning, a sea-eagle flew over South Hobart on outstretched, quivering wings. It had come from the east and as the eagle crossed my home with slow, steady flaps, it tilted its wings and swerved to head in the direction of Kingston. I was out at the washing line at the time, but dropped the wet clothes to dash inside to check the list I have compiled over the years of birds spotted in or above my garden. Although on rare occasions I had seen … [Read more...] about Sea-eagle makes it to the garden list
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.
Half century of birding triumph
The yellow wattlebird was firmly in my sights when I first arrived in Tasmania 20 years ago, the biggest of the honeyeaters and a species found nowhere else on earth. Swotting up on its song, however, I was a little shocked to learn that it was described in a bird book as sounding like someone “vomiting”. Indeed, local birders had dubbed it the “chuck bird”. I soon discovered what they were talking about. To this day I call it the “hangover honeyeater’’ after a memorable … [Read more...] about Half century of birding triumph
Eager students lend a hand
In leafy Tasmania with its constant background sound of birdsong it is hard to imagine a world without trees or birds. But the image of a contrasting dystopian world was revealed by a Chinese student last month who had arrived at the banks of the Sandy Bay Rivulet to lend a hand in a conservation project. The student was not being critical of her country, just agreeing with a talk I had just delivered to the Friends of the Sandy Bay Rivulet and their helpers undertaking weed … [Read more...] about Eager students lend a hand
Sound of silence as migrants leave
On the last day of summer two weeks ago, I found the woods and forests strangely silent. Although the approach of winter usually comes slowly in our valley, some beautiful warm and sunny days making a mockery of the seasons, this year summer appeared to slip from my grasp, as if overnight. I had given my usual bird-watching spot, the Waterworks Reserve, a miss for a week while each day I walked along the foreshore of Sandy Bay and Taroona, following in the footsteps of … [Read more...] about Sound of silence as migrants leave
How a bird garden can take flight
Life never stands still in a bird-friendly garden but after the frenzy of the summer months autumn provides a breathing space to take stock and plan for the future. The owners of the Inverawe Native Gardens at Margate, Bill and Margaret Chestnut have been doing just that these past few weeks, giving thought to attracting a new breed of birds next season and at the same time giving tips to a new breed of gardeners. The Chestnuts have been explaining their simple philosophy … [Read more...] about How a bird garden can take flight