Here is what she said: “Here’s a rainbow spotted yesterday in my back yard… Rainbow Lorikeets, enjoying what we left on the bird feeder for them. Every time I see these lavishly coloured wild birds I realised how blessed I am to live in this country, where such beauty is an everyday thing…”
We put in a bird table in February. Until a few weeks ago, it hadn’t seen much action.
We’ve had visits from Magpies, Butcher Birds, Peewees, Willy Wagtails, Black Chinned Honeyeaters, Sunbirds and Crested Pigeons. We’ve had Plumed Whistling Ducks, Masked Plovers and two kinds of Ibis hanging around the foot of it hopefully, which generally results in me turning out with the relevant rations. The ducks even go so far as to whistle loudly outside the back door to summon me, cheeky devils. Some nights we’ve heard in the distance the screams of the increasingly rare Stone Curlews, which sound a little like a woman being murdered…
Yesterday, though, the Husband put out a handful of stale Nut & Seed Mix left over from his lunch. Then the Rainbow Lorikeets discovered it.
It’s wonderful, isn’t it? There’s a downside, though.
The noise is indescribable.
Ah, the beauty of the Land Down Under!