Hello, I'm musicbirdman.
Most of us live busy lives in a big city. A stroll through a park or woodland can introduce some
refreshment and poetry into our hectic lives.This blog invites anyone to communicate their experiences of the natural environment, no matter how brief, even a record of what birds seen when and where.
Tuesday August 19.
No work today. After a
late lunch I decided to go for a short walk in Studley Park, Kew.
A cold grey winter day, a gentle breeze whispered through the trees. A group of Rainbow Lorikeets
darting through the trees broke the stillness with flashes of brilliant colour and high twitterings. Walking
on I heard the whining calls of Noisy Miners, raucous Red Wattlebirds, the harsh squawks of Sulphur-
crested Cockatoos, and the gentle repeated note of a distant Eastern Rosella. Now the track edged the Yarra River; a few people in kyaks skimmed past on the water; a tantalising speck of brightness on the water's edge, on examination with binoculars, turned out to be a plastic bottle
(one of several seen).
Departing from the woodland, the swish of the wind was supplanted by the muffled roar of traffic from the nearby freeway. Just before the road, at the top of the path, I looked down at the river and noticed five Mute Swans, their white plumage luminous as halogen lights.
All you need for birdwatching is a pair of binoculars and a good field guide - it's that simple.
