Last night when hubby went to zip out to the local shops he came running back in and said to come outside... so off the net I went, *grumble grumble grumble* 'Its all muddy out here and I have no shoes on and...' I was interrupted by what I saw... there was a large bird up on the powerlines... wow... its big, its not a kookaburra, because it is too late at night, its not a tradition owl, because its body is not the right shape... I squinted 'Its a frelling tawny frogmouth! What are you doing out here?'. We live in quite a built up area and even though we see more wildlife than you would expect - thanks to the creek that runs down at the other side of the back fence, I had never seen anything so cool.
I ran to get my camera but this cheeky bird was not feeling photogenic and kept turning his back to the camera.... I skulked back inside admiting defeat and feeling like a meany for disturbing the fabulous wildlife... as I was walking back in, look what I found staring at me from my favourite Jacaranda tree:
He was a much better subject and posed nicely for the camera - don't you think?