Walking through Badangi Reserve, I spotted a greyish bird on a low branch. It immediately flew up into the canopy and I was able to get a quick shot.
Although its head was in deep shade, I could see clearly its white underside with dark streaking, and this made me think it was either an Oriole or a Figbird. The insect in its beak suggested an oriole, but both species take insects. The bird then flew to a more open spot:
The official Bureau of Meteorology figures for Observatory Hill, just across the harbour from us, showed 392 mm of rain fell for the four days ending 9 a.m. Monday, with wind gusts of up to 102 km/h. Some big branches fell, including this one which brought down power lines in Euroka Street, Waverton.
As I surveyed the scene, a Pied Currawong flew across the road with a freshly caught cicada in its beak. The bird glowered at me when I pointed the camera at it:
A déjà vu moment for me at the Randwick Environmental Centre! Four months ago I saw a Willie Wagtail and a Restless Flycatcher there and this week I saw another Willie Wagtail and Flycatcher darting about. At first, I thought they might be the exact same birds, but then I realised that the flycatcher was smaller, about the size of a spinebill, and that it wasn’t quite so glossily black.
It perched briefly near me while it scanned the area above:
The bee's life is like a magic well: the more you draw from it, the more it fills with water
Karl von Frisch
In last week’s blog about Ginger Meggs and the Blue-banded Bees, I quoted expert advice that it can be hard to tell the different Blue-banded species apart by fur colour alone. So when I saw two different male Blue-banded Bees a few days ago, I was unsure whether they were of the same species. First there was this one, with lush golden-brown fur on its thorax and good blue iridescence in its stripes.