I have been living here in Tasmania for a few weeks now and during that time I have spotted a few different birds so thought I would do a quick post with what I have seen so far.
These are birds I have seen in a park across the road and in the nextdoor neighbour’s backyard. Unfortunately, where I am currently staying, there is no yard at all as it’s a unit. Although I am extremely grateful that my friends Bill and Helen have let me stay in their holiday unit I find my own place here, I am hoping it won’t take me too long to find a new home with a backyard so I can once again enjoy local wildlife visitors.
My first photo is actually the very first birds I saw on arrival here. These Magpies look quite different to what I’m used to seeing in Queensland. These ones have a white back instead of the black backs found up north. It is quite comforting to still be able to hear the familiar melodious warbling of magpies in the mornings.
This is a Spotted dove, a common enough bird in suburban areas everywhere.
Turns out there are quite a number of these European Blackbirds around. I haven’t seen one of these birds since leaving Sydney more than 20 years ago.
Not a great photo, but these are Tasmanian Native Hens, referred to as “turbo chooks” by the locals. I spotted these in a new development area when I went for a drive. And their behaviour really does remind me of chickens the way they forage and run down the road with their wings out trying not to get left behind by the group. 😀
Since arriving here in Tassie, I had been hearing a very strange bird call and it took me ages to try and spot one and then get a decent picture of it. It’s a Little Wattlebird.
I even managed to get a snippet of its call:
I spotted this Green Rosella in the park one morning. This bird was a first for me!
And here it is again, looking a bit cold in the weak morning sunshine.
This Silver gull (seagull) spotted me eating my lunch in the park across the road from work one day. He waited patiently till I had finished, and when I left to return to work, he checked around for any crumbs.
And finally, I have seen many of these Masked Lapwings, or plovers. I often seen them in the park or along the roadside, and I hear their squawking call during the night, probably warning something off their territory.
So some interesting bird sightings for me in my new environment here in Tasmania. I wonder what I will see next?