tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56044184327372243882011-04-21T21:31:12.766-07:00Solomon Robsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05760877322698855403noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604418432737224388.post-6046468648736596102008-12-07T03:09:00.000-08:002008-12-07T03:26:03.904-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQNDkOZhXow/STuvaLtY1PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JWpviuG6Zc/s1600-h/P1011497.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQNDkOZhXow/STuvaLtY1PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JWpviuG6Zc/s400/P1011497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277004252749288690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">For someone like me who grew up with Starlings and Sparrows in the North of England, it's quite amazing to be making friends with a whole host of parrots of various shapes, sizes and colours right here on our verandah. At 5am in the morning a mob of rainbow lorikeets start screeching for their brekkie. This one got up close and fairly personal.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQNDkOZhXow/STuwp_caLxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xIAdWWIUp2w/s1600-h/Picture+016+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQNDkOZhXow/STuwp_caLxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xIAdWWIUp2w/s400/Picture+016+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277005623846383378" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">When we get a lot of rain, there is a colony of Black Cockatoos who swoop down from the nearby forest to feed on the Banksias in the garden, and squawk their primordial squawks. I was quite happy to catch this one with a telephoto on a film camera.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQNDkOZhXow/STuxlUmInjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zh4obGhJCbs/s1600-h/Picture+008+%28Medium%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQNDkOZhXow/STuxlUmInjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zh4obGhJCbs/s400/Picture+008+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277006643136601650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">This guy is our favourite though, the King Parrot who chooses to come and visit for a little snackette every now and then.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604418432737224388-604646864873659610?l=solomonrobson.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Solomon Robsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05760877322698855403noreply@blogger.com0