Or perhaps an 'old-wing' in this case. If I took a photo or two of that which consumed much of my time today, you would be looking at boxes, cartons, plastic bags...all the indications of a house in chaos. Ordered chaos, but, well, you know dear reader, how these things go.
Luckily, there are moments where I step outside to breathe in the air, look at the sky, and realise the grass needs cutting as well.
So it was fortuitous that the currawong made a return to the backyard after a few weeks' absence. Well, a few weeks wherein I had not seen them for a while.
Last time it was here, there was much being taught between the generations and today, for the first time, there was a discovery of the birdbath...
Tentative, mostly...
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| Bird whiskers in sunlight? |
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| Catching the drop |
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| Shaking it free |
But it got the hang of it pretty quickly. But remained cautious at all times. Another useful lesson from the philosophers of the suburban garden.
[Camera : Canon EOS60D, 75-300mm, 2.23pm-2.24pm, 22 February 2016]
