2nd May 2015 … promising a gorgeous sunrise

This morning, taken with my new windows phone – a Nokia Lumia 530. The 520 began to get hard to turn on-and-off. A piece of the works where the on-button touches has worn out or broken off. Before that, I had problems with … well, actually, I can’t remember what my problem was … so I reset the phone. Ahh, that’s right, it wouldn’t auto-rotate properly. So I could never look at my photos without them switching around. Annoying. On the reset, that worked properly.

And yeah, there may have has been some confusion in my mind as to which actual model phone I had in the past! Nevertheless, the camera is probably the same.

When the 530 came up for a song I had to get one. It hasn’t got a camera side button and it’s tricky learning a new technique for holding it while I tap the screen. I don’t like it! But I do like being able to turn the thing on and off, mindful of not pushing harder than needed.

isn’t this just gorgeous?!

… and over to my left, the clouds blush …

My coffee was waiting so I came inside.  One last look from my front window. This room used to be a bedroom, but we took out the wall between it and the lounge – turning it into a large L-shaped living area.  We see more of the range (above) now that the elm tree is nearly gone.

… from my front window

Later, on my walk, there wasn’t a hint of sun and now, just after midday, it’s not much better.

I’m actually going to knuckle down a do some writing today. I’ll resist the temptation to catch up on more blogs. I’ve managed to get around to a few this week, so expect me to call on you soon!

Have a nice day! 😀

I spotted a silvereye in my backyard just a little while ago, and chances are it has not long arrived from Tasmania. Apparently our local silvereyes migrate to the far north, the ones already there stay put, and the Tasmanian ones fly across the Bass Strait! Since I happened to be prowling about with the camera, I attempted to take several photos.  Nope, no good when loaded to the PC – couldn’t see the bird for leaves. [sigh]  Anyway, the one I saw looked exactly like this.

By Noodle snacks (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)

The silvereye or wax-eye (Zosterops lateralis) is a very small omnivorous passerine bird of the south-west pacific. In Australia and New Zealand its common name is sometimes shortened to white-eye …

… Silvereyes breed in spring and early summer (mainly between September and December), making a tiny cup of grass, moss, hair, spiderweb, and thistledown, suspended from a branch fork in the outer reaches of small trees or shrubs. They lay two to four pale blue eggs, and two (or sometimes three) broods may be raised during each breeding season. The eggs hatch after about 11 days, and the young fledge after another 10 days. The juveniles are independent at 3 weeks and able to breed at 9 months.

In late summer silvereyes gather into flocks and many Australian birds migrate, making their way north along the coast and ranges, foraging busily during the day with much calling and quick movement through the shrubbery, then flying long distances through the night.

Most of the Tasmanian population crosses the Bass Strait (an astonishing feat for 12 cm birds weighing only a few grams) and disperses into Victoria, New South Wales, and south-eastern Queensland. The populations of these areas tend to head further north; while the northern-most birds remain resident all year round.

Silvereyes are omnivorous with a diet that includes insects, berries, fruit and nectar. When food is scarce in winter they will take a wide variety of foods from bird tables, ranging from sugar water through bread and cooked meats, to solid lumps of fat.

I’ve decided to share more of the many birds around me without waiting for that magical photo of my own to happen. I recognize a lot of birds instantly from my Gould League days. I had a badge and took the pledge not to collect eggs. I watched my four brothers like a hawk.

I took on a bird-watching project for the Duke of Edinburgh Award when I was in grade 6. I made a large map of part of the farm where we lived at that time, right down to the creek. After school, I marked all the sightings of every bird on my circuit. You know, now I cannot recall if I ever handed in that project – I really hope I did! One of the first books I bought was What Bird Is That? by Neville Cayley.

Yep, I love birds.

Late in the day, a few weeks ago.  I had not long put out fresh seed when the galahs arrived.  Soon our favourite cockatoo scattered the pink-and-grey duo. Not for long. I rushed off to grab the camera (Fujifilm FinePix A607) certain there was some excitement pending.

out my front window

But I was totally unprepared for a lorikeet arriving like a cat among pigeons! Both galahs promptly vanished and the cockatoo did a quick flutter but held his ground. The cockatoo strode aggressivley towards the intruder. The lorikeet raised his beak and stepped to meet the bigger parrot, sent him packing.

A second lorikeet arrived. My waving the camera while getting it beyond the curtain didn’t seem to bother them too much.

The cockatoo stayed up above, sulking no doubt, while watching the pile of rapidly dwindling seed.

Later, once the lorikeets had gone, the cockie came back down. But the lorikeet appeared and buzzed the cockie’s head, even though the lorikeets had finished eating. Brave, but bossy, birds. All was quiet on the fence for what was left of the evening until a magpie cautiously landed for a drink.

I had put my camera away by then.  Déjà vu.