The first two hours of daylight at “our” birdbath were sometimes even more frenetic than was the “afternoon rush” depicted in this series’ previous chapter.
After 8.30 am, however, the “morning peak” had passed, and a reclusive, petite bird could bathe, alone, and enjoy at least a semblance of privacy and calm.
Within a not very large radius of where we were staying is all of the pictured species’ habitat
Towards this series’ end you will be able to see just how singular is the red-eared firetail finch’s plumage.
Before that, the next “bird bath” sequence will be devoted to close views of birds, bathing.
As you will see, for a small bird, a bath really is transformative; “immediately after” can be remarkably unlike “just before the plunge was taken”!
First, we’ll visit a unique, relatively tiny forest, circa one hour away from Youngs Siding.
Its huge trees grow nowhere else on earth.
They are probably doomed.
The wettest part of southern Western Australia is rapidly becoming “not wet enough”.
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