One of the older currawongs was up in the tree...
I got it's attention by holding up a piece of bread...
"Yes, I can see that piece of bread", says the currawong...
I gesture to it - I'll throw it over there... then throw the bread...
"Okay", says the currawong "I'll jump down onto the ground and grab it, now...", ha ha.
It's a sort of hand feeding, but done at a distance of four or five feet, ha ha.
There was a cockatoo sitting on the pergola bridge, and a currawong sitting not too far away from it...
The cockatoo put on it's best "Can I have a piece of bread?" lean forward with a cute tilt of the head act...
So I gave it a piece of bread, ha ha.
The currawong watched us both, then tilted it's head to one side, and leant forward... ha ha.
I held out a piece of bread for it...
It hesitated for a moment, then snatched the piece of bread away and ran off...
That's not too bad for a bird that is naturally quite timid.
I was impressed by the way it mimicked the cockatoo, though, ha ha.
They learn very fast...
They'll be here through the end of the Winter, until the Summer gets too hot for them, then they'll head back to the alps, and stay there until the worst of the snows come.
And I better have some bread on hand, when that happens, ha ha.
They'll eat anything - there isn't a berry bush or an earthworm that isn't safe, ha ha.
I have a long running joke with myself that I should leave the lid off the compost bin, and see how they fare with that, ha ha.
Or pull the shell off it, and leave them with a mound of who knows what, that they can happily demolish.
It's the ultimate in lazy gardening - get the currawongs in to do the hard work of spreading the compost out for me, ha ha.
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