Welcome to Planet Rothschildi, home of all things emu. It seems to make more sense than having lots of brief threads:
I haven’t paid enough attention to the cycle of emu life. Although I ‘ve been avidly observing for over four years now, it’s all been rather haphazard. My new project – health notwithstanding – shall be to give you guys some insight into The Cycle of It All:
got no life to speak of? Then you can analyse emu blessings!: last Autumn I noticed that blessings contain lots and lots of grass seeds. Winter is Lean Times – grass mush, unless you are the Elite of the House-Clearing. Well, yesterday I noticed that blessings are full of the little ‘buttons’ in the middle of little yellow flowers.
I haven’t seen a clutch of chicks yet, though I haven’t been out observing much yet. Saw some wild birds over at Oudman’s, and was pleased to see that they came and went according to the guesses that we made in Winter about movement patterns. Learning how parenting males with clutches relate to the flocks is a thing worth learning. Check the Miniature Gallery I posted some months ago. There's a video there of birds in the wild. You need to watch closely to see that the ten birds in the clip are an adult and nine chicks. The chicks are almost adult -- but the nine of them are still with dad!
It’s lovely to be able to walk down to the block of gums on Coffey’s fenceline – the 'Top Corner' – and see wild birds. It’s almost a no brainer; there will be at least one group of birds in an aisle there. However, as the litter in the gum aisles dry – Summer arrives here, U.S. readers, like a slap upside the head – it becomes very difficult to move quietly.
The Palace Coup Thing: I had a great talk with a local woman who couldn’t care less about emus – but she’s been breeding birds for meat forever, and she immediately understood the ‘competing alpha birds’ thing in the house-clearing here. I am guilty of not considering chronology (I’ve just been so ill. I can only apologise.) For example, I note somewhere that Felicity was absent for seven months at one time – but was that during the breeding-season before last? Goodness: I wasn’t paying enough attention. The point is clear though: if Felicity was absent during the 2011 breeding-season, that tells us something about whether two females can share the same turf. Heavens, for all we know, Felicity has bred!
My point is – opinions please – do you think that this Dynamic New Felicity is a bird who’s determined to mate; has seen her sibling successfully do so; and is gonna kick butt until she does too? but naturally enough wants to do on her home turf?
No sighting of Boy Emu Plus Clutch. I guess that they aren’t miles away. I’d be thrilled to see them.
The Palace Coup Thing: have you forgotten Eric, readers? Felicity may displace Greedy; but in doing so, she puts herself in the ring with Eric, who will surely arrive in about six weeks to tax the plums. (Plums come on first. Figs last. All up, five solid months of fruit.) I look forward to bringing you a report about Felicity squaring off with Eric. Supreme Emu gonna sit in his director’s chair in the sunshine in the clearing to get a ringside seat to that blue!!
Every bird has a different personality: Greedy won’t come into the backyard. Eric will zip through to side gate and out the top gate. Mrs Eric will cross the having-a-little-rest fence, to tax those plums that fall inside the yard. If you sit very very very quietly on the bench in the garden, she’ll come quite close to you – plums are prized tucker.
Speckles, Greedy’s new consort, is really surprisingly tame. He allowed me to approach him to get a photo while he was breakfasting in the old sheep-yards. That’s noteworthy, guys: wild birds loathe to be ‘constrained’ in any way, and to enter the yards is to be constrained.
Supreme Emu
I haven’t paid enough attention to the cycle of emu life. Although I ‘ve been avidly observing for over four years now, it’s all been rather haphazard. My new project – health notwithstanding – shall be to give you guys some insight into The Cycle of It All:
got no life to speak of? Then you can analyse emu blessings!: last Autumn I noticed that blessings contain lots and lots of grass seeds. Winter is Lean Times – grass mush, unless you are the Elite of the House-Clearing. Well, yesterday I noticed that blessings are full of the little ‘buttons’ in the middle of little yellow flowers.
I haven’t seen a clutch of chicks yet, though I haven’t been out observing much yet. Saw some wild birds over at Oudman’s, and was pleased to see that they came and went according to the guesses that we made in Winter about movement patterns. Learning how parenting males with clutches relate to the flocks is a thing worth learning. Check the Miniature Gallery I posted some months ago. There's a video there of birds in the wild. You need to watch closely to see that the ten birds in the clip are an adult and nine chicks. The chicks are almost adult -- but the nine of them are still with dad!
It’s lovely to be able to walk down to the block of gums on Coffey’s fenceline – the 'Top Corner' – and see wild birds. It’s almost a no brainer; there will be at least one group of birds in an aisle there. However, as the litter in the gum aisles dry – Summer arrives here, U.S. readers, like a slap upside the head – it becomes very difficult to move quietly.
The Palace Coup Thing: I had a great talk with a local woman who couldn’t care less about emus – but she’s been breeding birds for meat forever, and she immediately understood the ‘competing alpha birds’ thing in the house-clearing here. I am guilty of not considering chronology (I’ve just been so ill. I can only apologise.) For example, I note somewhere that Felicity was absent for seven months at one time – but was that during the breeding-season before last? Goodness: I wasn’t paying enough attention. The point is clear though: if Felicity was absent during the 2011 breeding-season, that tells us something about whether two females can share the same turf. Heavens, for all we know, Felicity has bred!
My point is – opinions please – do you think that this Dynamic New Felicity is a bird who’s determined to mate; has seen her sibling successfully do so; and is gonna kick butt until she does too? but naturally enough wants to do on her home turf?
No sighting of Boy Emu Plus Clutch. I guess that they aren’t miles away. I’d be thrilled to see them.
The Palace Coup Thing: have you forgotten Eric, readers? Felicity may displace Greedy; but in doing so, she puts herself in the ring with Eric, who will surely arrive in about six weeks to tax the plums. (Plums come on first. Figs last. All up, five solid months of fruit.) I look forward to bringing you a report about Felicity squaring off with Eric. Supreme Emu gonna sit in his director’s chair in the sunshine in the clearing to get a ringside seat to that blue!!
Every bird has a different personality: Greedy won’t come into the backyard. Eric will zip through to side gate and out the top gate. Mrs Eric will cross the having-a-little-rest fence, to tax those plums that fall inside the yard. If you sit very very very quietly on the bench in the garden, she’ll come quite close to you – plums are prized tucker.
Speckles, Greedy’s new consort, is really surprisingly tame. He allowed me to approach him to get a photo while he was breakfasting in the old sheep-yards. That’s noteworthy, guys: wild birds loathe to be ‘constrained’ in any way, and to enter the yards is to be constrained.
Supreme Emu