Saturday morning was a late summer morning with a feel of autumn in the air.
I am constantly surprised by the difference in bird numbers from one day to another. Some days there is hardly a sound or a movement in the air or on the ground.
The next, activity and movement every which way.
Saturday was busy at the creek crossing on Moore's Lane. The banks of this small, often dry creek, are covered in small wattles and large clumps of prickly gorse bushes. In amongst the bushes there are patches of short grass sheltered from the wind. Lots of sunny, quiet hidey holes, for birds, foxes, rabbits and the horses.
Horses graze in and around theses clumps, leaving plenty of seed filled droppings.
Yesterday the area were full of red-browed finches, feeding. Groups of a dozen were scratching amongst the grass and droppings. Every now and then, one or more would fly up to sit on top of a gorse bush to see what was going on.
Among the finches, were numbers of fairy wrens and what I think were European Greenfinches.
It was a very pleasant Saturday morning out in the paddocks with the birds.
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