Our back deck has a number of regular visitors.
There’s the rainbow lorikeets who cling to the fly screen and screech at us demanding breakfast.
There’s the possum who comes every evening to clean up anything the birds leave behind.
There’s the crimson rosella who with great daring braves the wrath of the lorikeets to try for a share of the apples and bird seed (it never works, those lorikeets are fierce!).
And very occasionally we get the King Parrots who are regulars at our neighbour’s back deck and rarely grace us with their presence. One of them dropped in yesterday when the kids were doing their homework and for once the camera was in a sensible spot.
We also get plenty of cockatoos – one year we had 2 chicks take up residence in the backyard and persecute the cats. There’s nothing funnier than a huge cat being chased by a half-naked bird. A tawny frog-mouth can sometimes be seen perched on the clothesline, Kookaburras hang out in the pine tree in the back corner of the yard, and just a few weeks ago Adam saw a huge owl sitting on the gutter at the front of the house. We even had the brush turkey drop in for a visit, Clara was intrigued but wary, she wouldn’t go out into the yard with it there – not that I wanted her to! The door was open and at first I didn’t know why she was refusing to go out.
Birds make me happy.