Saturday, 31 March 2012
on the wings of a dove, sorry cockatoo
They then spend the next hour or so, wheeling around the semi-enclosed area here, hunting down any stray ibis or gulls. Even the Indian mynahs are intimidated by them. Mynahs are not intimidated by very much, I've found, but they've met their match in the cockies.
The larrikins among them grab the electrical wires which are strung over Parramatta Road. Some grab by beaks, others by claws. They then perform acrobatic moves and swing in 360° around the wire over peak hour traffic. Others sit on the top of the street lights over the road and then slide down the sloping strut which holds the light out from the pole. They remind me of children on a slippery slide. When they reach the pole after sliding down, they do it all again.
Then I discovered they were biting one of my pot plants which was on the small table out there. More waves, followed by no action at all. So I went outside. They stood their ground. Indeed, as you can see, I was given the evil eye. I am actually less than half a metre away from the cockatoo here and as you can also see it does not appear to want to move.
On Thursday afternoon, I returned from seeing The Great Exotic Marigold Hotel which I highly recommend for a good laugh and a slice of life in a different culture. I found this mess all over the balcony tiles and more mess on the table. Most of the middle of the plant had been ripped out and then discarded when dropped. I've replanted the stems and moved the plant away from the rail, so the birds can't be comfortable on the rail while pulling my plant apart. It's fairly hardy, so I think it will be OK.
Click on picture to enlarge and see the pattern more clearly.