I never found the WE Monarch, but yesterday the Chestnut-breasted Cuckoo glided into my life. It behaved just as described: flying mid-story and perching a couple of times before settling in for a minute or two. I was able to grab a few photos, then leap into Matilda and dash back to get Lynn. Bearing in mind that Matilda does not actually “dash,” however she did her lumbering best, and in not more than fifteen minutes, we were back in the same spot and gratefully, the cuckoo was still around and soon it showed itself. Lynn got wonderful looks and again I got to say three of my favorite words, “There’s your bird!” And it is such a beautiful bird. I am grateful.
|Chestnut-breasted Cuckoo- first view snap shot. I am grateful.|
|Even from the back, it is such a lovely bird. The richness of its color is striking.|
Today will be a long day of traveling. We head down to Cairns to catch a plane to Lockhart River up in Cape York. I am grateful and I will keep you posted.
Birds. Peace. Love. Earth. Laughter. Music.