But there is pleasure in the small birds also. A joy of discovery, of the type that Denise Levertov writes about.
I like to find
what's not found
at once, but lies
within something of another nature....
Often you will hear them first, with a voice that is larger than their frame. A song from within the leaves of a tree. & so you wait, & watch. If lucky, the first, perhaps the only, thing you see is a small flash of moving colour. Focus on that, watch the spaces nearby. Move quietly to obtain a better view.
Today a red-browed pardalote, Pardalotus rubricatus.
It nests at the end of a tunnel bored into an earth bank.
It doesn't like being photographed. This was one page I could find.
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