Our great southern migration

  Tis the season for babies! We found this yellow robin working on the nest. We know it was a nest because they brought over twigs and then sat and wriggled on it to get it shaped. I was going through the photos and was very puzzled on why we took pictures of an esoteric looking branch. Once I get to the ones with the bird on it, it made more sense! We have our own yellow robin nest at the farm. Early days, yet, when we left. In the instance below, I didn't realize we had babies in the tree hollow until I got back and magnified the shot. This means you have to use your imagination goggles to interpret the blob as a sulfur-crested cockatoo chick. Or maybe not. I am choosing to believe.  I am also choosing to believe this was a platypus head swimming down the river: The river does have platypus in it; not impossible to believe and it is the season! Less imagination is required for these little willie wagtails! When I first saw the nest, they were huddled up and not distinctly bi...

Although snow was seen in parts of Australia this December, the Potato Point area was warm and not unusually white. So you get white birds in honor of the season. The bird above is the white browed babbler, not to be confused with the white-browed scrub wren below!  The scrub wrens seem to be scowling most times. They definitely have a scolding approach to life.  The white throated tree creepers became easier to photograph after Scott explained their habit is to move up one trunk and then fly to the base of the next tree and repeat the process: I followed something else into the scrub and found this juvenile white-winged chough (above). As adults, these birds look like chunky crows. Not adorable as youngsters, either.  In earlier posts you got to see the white-cheeked honey eaters so can refer back to N is for New Holland if you want a more complete representation.  On a larger scale, the white-bellied sea eagles (Dad's sea gulls according to the kids) are common at ...