Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life. The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent. Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
Like River I usually run with a theme. I am returning to my avian obsessed ways, with pictures of some of our feathered visitors.
I adore the bearded ravens and feel privileged that they visit us. I treat them with respect though.
As do the other birds.
This young corella is a regular visitor. And very, very noisy. It is only quiet when food is being stuffed into that gaping maw.
The crimson rosellas are much quieter. And always welcome.
We can now hand feed king parrots, cockatoos and corellas. Which makes for some problems. We have insufficient arms and cannot minister to their needs/wants simultaneously.
It is incredibly trusting of the corella to bury its head in the food bucket so close to the feeder and the photographer.
That whinging youngster again. It goes on and on and on. And on. And is very far from musical.
I wish I had been quicker/more accurate with this photo. The whinger was just about to be fed.
I really like the 'chevrons' under the King Parrot's tails - though you may have to embiggen the photos to see them.
The cockatoo behind the King Parrot got tired of waiting 'patiently' and marched up and menaced the King Parrot off himself's hand. And was itself bounced by yet another cockatoo. Pecking order isn't an empty phrase.
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life. The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent. Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
Like River I usually run with a theme. I am returning to my avian obsessed ways, with pictures of some of our feathered visitors.
I adore the bearded ravens and feel privileged that they visit us. I treat them with respect though.
As do the other birds.
This young corella is a regular visitor. And very, very noisy. It is only quiet when food is being stuffed into that gaping maw.
The crimson rosellas are much quieter. And always welcome.
We can now hand feed king parrots, cockatoos and corellas. Which makes for some problems. We have insufficient arms and cannot minister to their needs/wants simultaneously.
It is incredibly trusting of the corella to bury its head in the food bucket so close to the feeder and the photographer.
That whinging youngster again. It goes on and on and on. And on. And is very far from musical.
I wish I had been quicker/more accurate with this photo. The whinger was just about to be fed.
I really like the 'chevrons' under the King Parrot's tails - though you may have to embiggen the photos to see them.
The cockatoo behind the King Parrot got tired of waiting 'patiently' and marched up and menaced the King Parrot off himself's hand. And was itself bounced by yet another cockatoo. Pecking order isn't an empty phrase.