Empty nests

No wildlife to report today. It was so hot that nobody much felt like being wild, including me flaked out inside despairing that the cold change that swept through Melbourne and Sydney was never going to reach the extra 400km north.

Bowerbirds were back in the peaches. They take guilty flight at the sight of my camera.

I found many nests in our shrubs, now that it is safe to bend down branches without disturbing chicks.

All the twittering skittering flurries of little bird families came out after 6pm, in the late evening sun.

At dark the kookaburras had a long cackle at the clouds rolling in from the north east. It is mercifully cooler.