Murphy explores her inner wolf.
Ok, not exactly a wildlife shot I know, but she does look pretty wild – apart from the collar maybe!
This is happiness cloaked in feathers.
A classic Aussie male in a classic Aussie tree.
I would be skipping too if I was this good-looking. What a handsome and dandy chap.
And a superb little wren she is.
Dear Universe,
How are you? Please send me a super zoom lens so I can get closer to the wee birds.
Thank you, Amen, Goodnight.
I'm always on the hunt for these quick-footed birds. They are always on the hop, sucking down sweet nectar or crunching up little spiders. Not a bad life I guess if you like that sort of thing. This lovely chap gave me a two second window of opportunity to snap him.
A little bird with a big proud chest and a song to share.
I'm not sure but I suspect she is a young Common Blackbird. Girl Blackbirds aren't black.
This funny little bird hid behind the shrubs and spied on me for ages. Finally she was brave enough to venture out and take a wee dip. But she kept a very close eye on me.
Lovely beak work ... the perfect tool for harvesting nectar. I want one!
This little girl was thoroughly enjoying her time at the bird spa.
Seeds and grasses are big on the Bronzewing menu.
How's that wild iridescent colour? The colour shimmers and changes depending on the light. What a cool party trick.
Just hanging out in the garden with my favourite dove.
This Common Bronzewing Dove is now a regular to our backyard. Super friendly and so stunningly beautiful. Nothing common about him! The boy birds get the golden yellow forehead.
The largest tree-climbing mammal in the village.
Another Australian icon. I've rarely seen them in the wild so I was just about beside myself when I came across this little chap (or chappette – I'm not sure). It was after a storm, the creature was drenched. We couldn't stop looking at each other!
What a cantankerous creature she was! A neighbour's chook. She did not want to get off that nest! We got there in the end, but brickies gloves and a broom were involved. Broody, moody but beautiful! At least she was happy to sit for her portrait.
A Red Wattlebird tucking into a bit of nectar from the flowering waratah. I had a dream about a wattle bird once. It was sitting in a tree calling to me. When I woke up and went outside there was a wattle bird, sitting in a tree ... calling.
A perfect perch – the ubiquitous Kookaburra in the ubiquitous old gum tree. How lucky am I to be able to wander down the backyard and witness this winged and wild wonder? Very.
Just hanging out with the fam in the old apple tree. How naughty does that little one look?!
Yes – an Aussie icon. The Laughing Kookaburra. Noisy buggars! But I do love them ... they always seem so cheerful. This one was having a big old yak up after a feast of fat earthworms, gleefully plucked and devoured.
