Isn’t this just the … ugliest … bird you have ever seen? I was enthralled by this friarbird finding himself a feed in a wattle tree on the edge of our camping spot by the Murray River. I only took about 450 photos this trip and I reckon 25% were of the friarbirds.



Thanks for looking! There will be more.





So, where was I before I dropped off the planet to be obsessive about pursuing family history DNA connections and getting my next fantasy novel ready for revision…  I had promised more about our trip to the Murray River in our camper. I took hundreds and hundreds of photos and then couldn’t decide what to share – especially when the really good ones made the others look pretty ordinary. When did I get so fussy!


So, in order. On the first morning, this Caper White Butterfly (Belenois java teutonia) fed on Cape weed flowers. I never saw it again. Most of the time I was looking up, anyhow.


There were pardalotes nesting in a tree in front of us. These have more yellow on them than the ones at home. At this stage, I didn’t know if they were spotted or striated.




While I was following thornbills about, I looked by my shoulder and saw a little one watching me.


It was about now I became overwhelmed with what to share. Honestly, I kept meaning to come back the next day, and then next.


And now, tomorrow, we are heading off again. And I will have another 700 photos to choose from! I hope we have internet this time. A phone reception would be nice, too.

Next… sawfly larvae.


And then I chased bees about. I’m sure I got my 10,000 steps up for the day!  Poor Vika was sick of following me about.


And I’m still not up to the exciting parts. I saw a new-to-me bird during the afternoon. And, above me, was an unexpected treat – unnoticed for days! A Frogmouth!

Thanks for dropping in. Do have a good day.



Other Stuff

I’m a Bad, Bad, Blogger


Sometimes, whistling in the female Superb Fairy-wren works!


She sings to me, or maybe complains.


She ventures into the cypress tree, right by me.




The male Superb Fairy-wren finally moved in. He hates my whistling.


Superb, indeed!





Just how many honeyeaters can one yard have!

This morning, while I was enticing the fairy-wrens to come closer, this White-naped Honeyeater landed in the lilac to investigate my whistling.


Honestly, I don’t know if I’ve seen one before.  The other recent birds shown here – the Yellow-faced Honeyeater and the Singing Honeyeater – have similar colouring. From a distance, I might think this a plump White-plumed Honeyeater!


Reading up, I find it is endemic to the eastern and south-eastern parts of mainland Australian – from near the top of Queensland down to Victoria and around into South Australia, and is partially migratory within its range. Another race lives in south-west Australia.


Mid-shoot, the sun popped out from behind a cloud.



Spring is in full swing. The fruit tree blossoms are nearly spent. The bees are back. The elm canopies are greening. My two lilacs are budding, and I’m looking forward to their gorgeous fragrant flowers.  My magnolia has survived many a frost, so I guess I should plant it. Poor thing is still in its little pot.

Thanks for reading and/or looking.




Melithreptus lunatus: White-naped Honeyeater



While I lurked down the back lane, this pair perched, drenched from bathing in the nearby creek.

At about 22 cm, the Musk Lorikeet is smaller than the Rainbow Lorikeet you’ve seen on my blog. (I had to go to the bird book for identification.) I know it is the Musk Lorikeet because of the tipped beak. The book said it is an uncommon nomad in woodlands and drier forests in the south-east mainland – mainly west of the Great Dividing Range – and Tasmania.

Not long after they noticed me and flew away, I spotted this pair, too.

Thanks for looking. I hope you have a great weekend planned.

Do have a good one.





Glossopsitta concinna: Musk Lorikeet