We have many native Australian birds
living, nesting and feeding in our garden.
This is my precious Bungwing, so named
as he has a slightly
mis-shapen right wing
which hangs down noticeably.
This doesn't
affect his ability to fly at
all. He became tame
when very young, and I
whistle for him to come
and get some mince beef
tucker, or sweet biscuits.
He swoops down and sits on the patio
railing, and takes the food
from my fingers -
ever so gently. He
is usually accompanied by
his wife. He is always in the garden
to greet me
when I come home from shopping -
softly warbling his greeting and waddling over to
the car to stick his beak into the bags of shopping I have. It is just priceless.
