3.30am. Whoo...whoo.......whoo....whoo.. outside
our bedroom window. Having gone to bed after midnight anything/one
other than a bird, in this case a Powerful Owl, would have been
walking on thin ice.
This was the second time in 3
weeks that she (higher "whoo" than the male which has a very deep call)
has been around the house. I usually hear them calling from down in the
Yarra River Valley, which is about a kilometre from our house as an Owl
flies. The call echoes from the valley around the hills.
I would presume the only
reason the Owls had come up from the valley and ventured so close to the house,
would be the supply of Ring-tailed Possums which have taken over 4 of the
6 nesting boxes put up for the parrots. It's an ill
I digress. After
listening for some time I obviously slipped back into the Land of Nod.....to be
woken again at 5.50am. This time she was back down in the valley and
receiving a reply.
I don't really need much sleep
I knew that I wouldn't get
back to sleep after 6am so off to the golf course. Checked the thermometer
...3 degrees. Brrrrr
For all you Melburnians
who weren't up at 6.30 this morning, you missed something wonderful. A
full moon lightly shrouded in fog in the west, while in the east the sun
cast a warm glow to the few wispy clouds in an otherwise clear blue
One of those
3M mornings....Magical Melbourne Morning. Would have been a beautiful
morning for a hot air balloon ride over Melbourne or the Yarra
Just an end note..when I arrived back
from golf, a Brown Goshawk took off from the front of the
block...life's never dull when you're a bird watcher.