I am not a birdwatcher. Really.
Jan. 10th, 2013 11:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
There was a male blackbird in the garden this morning! I've heard them plenty of times - they have a lovely song - but I'd never seen one in the garden before. He looked ridiculous. He didn't walk, he bounced. On both feet. Bounce, bounce, bounce, scratch, scratch, scratch in the mulch, bounce, bounce, bounce across the grass, tail flicking up to counterbalance. It was so funny to watch.
There was a young rosella too, still with his juvenile green back feathers which were just at a moment when they looked neat and crisp rather than unfinished. He flew off when the remains of the seed block fell of its wire hook. The older rosella looked exceedingly peeved and told the finches on the ground to bugger off, he wasn't sharing, then climbed down the 'Eiffel Tower' to the ground (watching a bird climb is always funny) where he spent more time chasing off the bronzewing pigeons than eating seed.
But I'm not a birdwatcher.
There was a young rosella too, still with his juvenile green back feathers which were just at a moment when they looked neat and crisp rather than unfinished. He flew off when the remains of the seed block fell of its wire hook. The older rosella looked exceedingly peeved and told the finches on the ground to bugger off, he wasn't sharing, then climbed down the 'Eiffel Tower' to the ground (watching a bird climb is always funny) where he spent more time chasing off the bronzewing pigeons than eating seed.
But I'm not a birdwatcher.
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