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August 26 2018 – A second chapter in the life of Mr S. Bowerbird of Memorial Park, Blackheath.
It had been raining all day, converting many bottle caps in the bower to miniature swimming pools. Poor Mr B. was kept busy emptying them out. No wonder he was looking a bit aggrieved.
Whenever the rain eased he concentrated on more property maintenance….just never ending.
At one stage he hopped to a branch above the bower and stood up as straight as he could. Tall dark and handsome dear ladies, that’s indisputable.
It seems the pose worked a bit of magic, because when he least expected it, an alluring visitor approached!
Finally spotted her. Time to prance about and show off those treasures, mate. They’re better than etchings
Here is a YouTube video of courtship ritual. Well worth watching.
Oh my word, I think she was impressed. Let’s hope the bower itself will live up to her expectations after all that effort.
All too soon she wandered off. It remains to be seen whether she judges it worthwhile to return.
August 27 2018
Today we woke to a true Mountain mist, so thick it was difficult to see more than a few metres. How would Mr Bowerbird be coping? Despite the gloom I decided to walk up and check. Also, I wanted to try a little experiment. It has been said that these birds really dislike the colour red. I knotted a couple of short pieces of red ribbon and while he was briefly absent I added them to his treasures.
He arrived home a couple of minutes later and, oh my word, the ribbon lasted about five seconds.
By this time the mist was so full of moisture I was worried about my camera. I decided not to wait around to see if his lady friend (or any new prospects) might turn up.
It was not only my mischievous red ribbon that had been summarily rejected. This bottle top was obviously judged too dirty for such a magnificent bower.
August 30 2018
Oh yes, the lady returned.