The blackbird usually sings in the morning and evening, but today he is singing right through the midday heat….. maybe he knows the summer holidays are on their way.
Another beautiful little bird takes advantage of big bird free days in the garden…the male Fairy Wren.
He and his family fly around the garden, tweeting softly, ducking into their birdbath, and hopping from bush to tree.
I have read that Fairy Wrens never move far from their original home, and our Fairy Wren family have been a welcome sight every year in a leafy part of the back garden.
The striking Crimson Rosellas are part of the Australian parrot families.
They are quite nervous and shy, and fly away easily. However, when they are in the plum tree near our deck they make gentle twittering sounds to each other…and seem very sociable.
I have used this cute baby Magpie photo in one or two of my previous posts, but he deserves his publicity.
He was warbling away oblivious of crowds of tourists and media in one of the courtyards of Parliament House. He may be warbling to try and chase the crowds away, but magpies generally look on people as friends, so he could be warbling out of the sheer joy of living.
Magpies have a very melodious song, and it is perhaps the most well-known Australia bird call, except for the Kookaburra with his more raucous cackle.
Magpies also make a lower warbling sound. This seems to be more like talking.
When I first arrived in Australia, and visited a farm in the Central West of NSW, I remember seeing flocks of Galahs rising slowly from the paddocks and flying across the endless blue skies. A lasting memory of an endearing small parrot. (but, of course, not at all endearing to the farmer watching them eating the crop!)
Galahs, like some of the other parrots in Australia, make tweeting noises to each other, and remain in groups where ever possible.
Crested Pigeons are one of the most common birds in Canberra. I have included them despite their lack of a distinctive song, although they do coo away happily when they are nesting. They live happily in any garden, and have absolutely no common sense, or sense of danger. When they do get scared off, their wings make a kind of whistling sound as they fly away.
I thought of writing this post today, as I walked down our leafy paths to meet some friends for coffee. The wonderful blackbird’s song followed me all the way down to the café.
It was also a reminder that in a city with some big personalities, like the Cockatoos and the Currawongs, it is easy to over look the smaller birds.
I hope you are keeping cool or warm where ever you are in the world, and perhaps enjoying some bird songs too…
Do you have a favourite bird, or bird song?
Best wishes for Christmas and the New Year. I’ve enjoyed another year of blogging, and being part of a blogging community. Many thanks to all those who read and comment , and to those who just like to drop in and read occasionally. All welcome and much appreciated.
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