I have been pleasantly serenaded by a GBB most mornings for some weeks. I love the call and I answer back. I think we have a thing going.
This morning was different. There he/she was, but there were others calling from different directions. At least three and possibly four.
I tried to get a visual on at least one. There it was in a eucalypt across the road from my house. Oh, and another beside it. Hang on! Another, but it had black
and white streaked wings. Before I could get a full visual for ID, the local gang of Noisy Miners chased them off.
But I would like to place a small bet that it was a Pied BB (I am recording it as such) and that may have been the reason for the party – a guest visiting from
out of town. Other than not getting a full-bird visual, my hesitancy stems from the lack of a PBB call within the choral presentation around me, which went on for minutes, even after they were chased off.
David Rosalky
