Wild Emus at The Lilly Pilly Tree

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When I see those pictures, I can tell the differences. I'm sure there are always many. I had 2 Barred Rocks who were easy to tell apart. One's comb was smaller and shaped a little differently, and one had a single feather that was black, not barred. Personality and voice are different among all the chickens. When I'm in the corner of the coop cleaning, I know exactly who comes in by the vocal greeting.

I need to get on a computer. It's hard to see details on my phone.
 
'When I'm in the corner of the coop cleaning, I know exactly who comes in by the vocal greeting.'

This is great detail for us.

Dawn here. Off to town, me. Bush and Haystack are here.
 
Imagine a postage stamp in the middle of a football field. The postage stamp is the house-clearing here. The football field is the National Park that is also my ‘backyard.’



So, today we are three weeks short of Big Green Egg Day. One of the great mysteries is, at this moment each year, not just the density of rothschildi emus in this area (which is itself a postage stamp of Western Australia as a whole, including the Woodwardi birds to the north), but what breeding-pairs have staked out what pastures, and are in the run-up to actual mating and laying.
 
It’s odd that Bush and Haystack – our newly-named breeding-pair – aren’t trying to take command of the house-clearing. This is what prompted the post above about how other breeding-pairs are in the home straight right now.



They appear really early each morning; eat their wheat; hang about for a scratch around the lilly pilly tree; then drift off. They don’t come for evening wheat. And they surely are a ‘breeding-pair’ – a male and a female who get about together. At this time of year.



Undersized Emu would represent no challenge. The Cheeky Chicks are no challenge.



So that’s today’s observation: Cheeky Chicks present. Bush and Haystack present.
 

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