The carnivores have moved into the neighbourhood. Over the last couple of years, we have had the occasional grey butcherbird visit but they don’t normally stick around. February has been the exception. The butcherbirds must have a nest nearby because a juvenile has been practising its maniacal cackle. It is very endearing. On the other hand, there have been few smaller birds around. Too tasty, I guess.
One stormy day, we heard the butcherbird singing joyously nearby. We tentatively opened our front door only to realise that it was tucked down in our rose bush next to our front step. It must have been sheltering from the wind. It was the juvenile. So with the metal security screen and railing between us and it, I ventured a couple of snaps.
grey butcherbird hideout
happy to be home
I’ve included a short video (not mine) for those interested in hearing them cackle.