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:
When walking in Ball’s Head Reserve recently, I stopped beside a small stone pool fed by a tap. A Brush Turkey had just arrived for a drink.
Almost immediately, a Pied Currawong flew into the bush behind the pool to wait for its turn.
Last week I wrote about the confrontations I witnessed on a morning walk. A few days later I didn’t even need to walk anywhere. The drama began when a couple of Channel-billed Cuckoos (Scythrops novaehollandae) flew overhead, with their usual raucous cacophony.
On Friday, I went for what I thought would be a quick walk. As it happened there was quite a lot of wildlife, all too busy watching other wildlife to pay me much attention. Fortunately, I had taken my camera along "just in case".
The wildlife interactions began pleasantly, with this Grey Butcherbird feeding a juvenile too lazy to pick up food for itself:
A couple of weeks ago, on a coastal walk, I saw a Nankeen Kestrel being swooped by what I thought at first was an Australian Magpie but turned out to be a Magpie-Lark (Grallina cyanoleuca) or Peewee. At the time, I put up a few photos, and these are more from that same walk.
I first noticed the kestrel in the distance over Coogee beach. It came closer and was almost overhead as it passed us.
I hadn’t been for a walk westwards from our house for a while, so I set out on Wednesday not expecting much. Turns out I saw quite a lot. First, was this young Australian Magpie (Cracticus tibicen) with a centipede in its beak. I sighted it near the bowling club, but it ignored me, being busy warbling at its parents and getting warbled back. Magpie warbling has a lovely liquid sound, so I listened until it was interrupted by other birds.