Thursday, October 18, 2012
An occasional visitor to the feeding station on our front porch is now a daily regular - a beautiful male Crimson Rosella. I've always wondered why the person who named this bird couldn't have called it the Blue & Crimson Rosella, because the blue feathers are as brilliant as the red ones. The photos are a bit dark because they were taken through a tinted window, as well as being just on dusk. I think he suspected I was there because he kept on looking at the window, even though it is one of those tints that is a mirror finish on the outside so nobody can see in. Birds are not stupid!