King / Crimson 2.

Part Two of our big day of King Parrots and Crimson Rosellas at Blackheath Memorial Park. This time it’s the Crimson Rosellas’ (Platycercus elegans) turn in the autumn light.

Much like the King Parrots, the adults preferred to hang around in the more heavily-treed southern part of the park, while the juveniles went nuts (pun intended) for the acorns in the north parts.

The juveniles – of which there were many – have a lot of green about them which they lose as they mature.

There was a bit of squabbling between some adults and a juvenile:

More juveniles:

Amanda made good use of the High-Tree-Bird-Watching Facilitation Devices installed by the Park’s designers:

Much like the young King Parrots, the juvenile Crimsons seemed quite happy to forage for windfall acorns on the ground:

Another lovely flock of young parrots on what turned out to be a fantastic day for birding. And it didn’t end with the parrots…


Luncheoning Lakeside.

Bramanda is fortunate enough to work about 1.5km apart at North Parramatta. When we can coincide lunchtimes, we will occasionally nip over to Lake Parramatta. Here are some things we saw last visit – all without even getting up from the rock we were sitting on.

Lake Parramatta is a lake formed by damming Hunts Creek in 1856 as a water supply, but is now used only for recreation. It is surrounded by a 73 hectare Nature Reserve, and is home to many birds, lizards and snakes.

Not a bad haul for a quick lunch break!


Pink Flannel Flowers.

On a day of misty rain and mountain fog, we braved Narrowneck in search of the almost mythical Pink Flannel Flower (Actinotus forsythii). This wildflower requires a pretty specific set of conditions to make an appearance. Its seeds can lie dormant for decades (it seems), and will only germinate after a bushfire is followed up by plentiful rain.

Not wanting to miss what could be a once in a liftetime flowering, we headed out expecting to be searching for hours. But while they are rare, they were very easy to find. They were flowering en masse not far off the fire trail.

As you can see by the scale of the water droplets, they are a lot smaller than the Flannel Flower all Sydneysiders are familiar with (Actinotus helianthi).

It was definitely worth getting a little damp to see these elusive flowers “in the flesh”.

On the way back, we were treated to a Crimson Rosella in the fog…