A Tail of my Suburb
Maybe it was true, as I had heard, that the thickish Optus wire provided a means of travel for Ring-tail possums.
Noisy and The Moth
Then, in the blink of an eye, a noisy miner glides in and uses its beak to tear the moth down to the ground.
The Wombat Adventure
Shortly after we embarked on our exploration mission, we spotted the offender. A cute, furry, grass-eating wombat.
You and I
The sight of a butcherbird collecting sticks and twigs caught my eye one of these mornings, and I soon saw the home she had been building.
A Battle for a Butterfly
I was fixated in a kind of horror; it was remarkably gruesome for such a miniature scene.
Yes Baccharis! (No, noisy miner)
In defiance, or perhaps thanks, it’s grown back with a vengeance. A family of nesting miner birds twit incessantly somewhere in there.
Foraging, with a little help from my messy-eating immigrant friends
During my walks around London, I would often see chestnuts on the ground, or, rather, what was leftover, because someone had arrived before me.
At not much more than twenty metres away, the sight and sound of two huge birds flapping noisily ... was enough to shock even us.