I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element,
That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i’ th’ plighted clouds. – John Milton
The banksias are flowering, hoards of Rainbow Lorikeets Trichoglossus haematodus swoop and screech through the sky moving from tree to tree. Nectar feeders, they call to each other as they advance through the flowering trees, stopping in small groups to feast on the newly opened banksia flowers. No sooner do I have a bird in focus than it is gone … but right at the end of our walk along the Bingie Dreaming Track this morning I found one bird spending it’s time lower down in a tree just off the path. If they are too high, all I get is silhouettes against the bright cloudy sky. So here is a pretty photo of an aggressive noisy little parrot, well known over much of Australia, and a pest to fruit growers in some places. Fortunately they do not come into our garden, leaving that for much better tempered birds such as the King Parrots.