I took many photos of birds at Albert Park last week. Lucky you will only see one dozen. The best will be in the second part. I expect Red Nomad will correct any naming errors.
Please god let this one be right at least. Purple swamp hens.
Crested pigeons. I have never seen these in Melbourne before. I first saw them at my step mother's in the north of the state. They have a strange chirp. They are removing the seeds from the seeded grass bed where the Melbourne Grand Pricks organisation killed the grass during our annual 'burn petrol needlessly' event.
I was naughty. I attracted the birds with Salada cracker crumbs, but hey they were the Lite ones, so no harm done.
Just from my observations on the day, when two swans meet and they already know each other, they have a ritual to observe which also involves some sounds as well as the obvious physical.
If this is the same breed of duck as I saw last time, it is a Pacific Black Duck.
I think I have the name right but at this point I will just say it is a teal duck.
Ah, me ole mate P01. I have known him/her for a long time. She/he harassed our friend in Japan when she visited. He/she scared Little Jo. P01 if fine. I have her measure, and I am sure it is a she. You dun scare me you ho bitch. Speaking of family, err, reference to Little Jo, not ho bitch, Dreaded Nephew built the timber deck.