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Splendid by name…and in fact.

 

 

Lustful, too!

East of the Nullarbor Plain, when an Australian talks of “blue wrens”, chances are they are Superb Fairy-wrens, Malurus cyaneus.

Superb Fairy-wrens do not exist on the WA side of the Nullarbor.

There – at least in WA’s southern half – the (equally superb) blue wren in question is usually the Splendid Fairy-wren, Malurus splendens.

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Trapeze with feathers, sans safety net

 

 

Anyone who pays close attention to small birds surely cannot fail to marvel at their hyperactivity, their agility, and how radically and swiftly their appearance changes.

From one nanosecond to the next, the very same individual can appear remarkably different in shape, colour, size…and attitude.

All photos feature New Holland Honeyeaters attending the very same Grevillea, adjacent to the eastern wall of a house in Walpole, in Western Australia’s “Deep South”.

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Feeding, Flaunting, Foaming, Forest-walking – Deep South WA

 

 

This post is a teaser: each subject of its four photographs will soon be explored further, in its own particular post.

All photos copyright Doug Spencer, taken in February 2022.

The first two images were both taken just a few steps outside of the house in which we stayed in Walpole.

Above, feeding, (& probably pollinating the Grevillea) is a New Holland Honeyeater Phylidonyris novaehollandiae.

Immediately below, flaunting, is a male Splendid Fairy-wren Malurus splendens.

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Carnabys, flying

 

 

(Sequel to immediately-preceding post. If you are new to Pelican Yoga, please see/read that post before you explore this one)

This post’s cockatoos were not playing “Banksia rugby”, but they were members of the same flock, and also part of our “late arvo Carnabys Encounter” on 15 September 2021, just outside Cape Arid National Park’s northwestern edge.

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Word power: the folly of further-advantaging the already-fine-feathered

 

 

How did Australia come to adopt such an unusual, infantile, and palpably unfair approach to inherited wealth?

How can Australian taxpayers/non-payers – and Australia’s remarkably craven/spineless governments – be persuaded to change it?

Peter Browne attempts to answer those questions in his essay, Syd Negus, the forgotten tax-slayer.

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Carnaby’s streets

 

Our planet has just two white-tailed black cockatoo species.

Both are endangered, and their only “home” is in southwest Western Australia.

My beloved and I live within a very few minutes flying time of the centre of this region’s one metropolis.

For some months of every year, we see and hear one of those two species almost every day – on most days, more than once.

All photos were taken in Blencowe St, West Leederville

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Such a winter’s day…

..is by no means uncommon in Perth, but this one delivered something amazing.

The photo above shows Lake Monger Reserve’s southernmost section – its faux “European” part – where exotic trees and lawn predominate, still.

The image below looks to the lake’s longer, eastern shore, where an ongoing rehabilitation process has re-established more appropriate riparian vegetation.

There, “local” plants now predominate. They – along with other measures to reduce eutrophication – are key to Lake Monger’s recently-improving health, after circa 170 years of seemingly-irreversible, human-induced decline.

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