Better weather than expected gave some nice opportunities.
Isaac was starting at a new school, so there was a bit of juggling around that. While I waited for David to return, I turned my camera on a very delicate web spun by a small spider. The sun was gleaming on it nicely.
Our first trip of the day was to a nature reserve specializing in the preservation of the local osprey population. We did see an osprey being harassed by crows while we were there, but the situation was not conducive to good images.
On the other hand, someone told us that there was a koala up a nearby gum tree with her joey. She was high in the tree and the angle didn’t allow me to see the joey, but I was happy to get into a position to see her face.
On the way back to town, David saw a kookaburra sitting on a farm fence so we stopped. As I lined up the bird swooped to the ground quite close to me and began to eat something there. I have no idea what.
From there, we visited the Boondall wetlands and wandered around the walkways. There was a great deal of birdsong, but it took a while before we were able to spot them. Perhaps the most plentiful were the noisy miner birds which conceal themselves in the foliage very cleverly.
Another handsome local was the butcher bird. It is very melodious despite the sinister look of that hook at the end of its beak.
Saving the best until last, we came across a tawny frogmouth. Despite its superficial resemblance to the owls, it is in fact, a member of the nightjar family. During the day, it pretends to be part of the tree it sleeps in, and its plumage looks remarkably like tree bark. The bird has a character-filled face with a delightful set of whiskers around its beak.
It was a good day.