How delightful it was today to watch a family of Superb Fairy Wrens flit amongst the flowers in my garden. By the time I raced for my camera and returned the only one left was this little fluffy baby, perhaps a little too scared to take off from his safe place. So vulnerable and at the same time so resilient. My bird book describes their call as 'thin zizzing musical trills' and confirms that they do indeed inhabit open forest, swamps, coastal areas, rain forest and yes...gardens.
The day started out fine then a misty rain crept up the valley towards us.
By late afternoon it had cleared to a wispy duvet of cloud hovering over the farmland.
A sliver of moon was visible in the soft pink evening sky.
I'll see if I can catch the colourful adult male in my camera for you next week. He's a stunner!