C is for Crimson, Currawongs and Container
We found this gorgeous one in Cooma, near the Snowy Mountains. However, crimson rosellas have been sighted in all of our adventures to date. They have a brassy call when flying and a soft melodious sound when perched. We have watched them hunting for mates and nest sites. While I am getting more used to seeing them, we have nothing that compares to these beauties in MN! The pied currawongs (another"C"!) look like ravens to me but then you can see the white bits. We have also seen them throughout our travels. I still think this guy belongs in an Edgar Allen Poe story: We are now in Goulburn, headed back to Potato Point. We had a great visit with Scott's Aunt Bero and his cousin James near Rylstone. They have a 300 acre farm complete with horses and a river view. It was gorgeous. We snuck in a couple of loads of laundry. It was so windy, drying on the fence and laundry line took less time than the washer did. I was afraid something would blow off the line and never be se...