Ripper, mutton scraps, one of my favourites, I wonder if I can get them all in my beak in one go. I might be pushing things, but I’ll have a darn good go at it.
Got ‘em, now to find a nice spot to eat in peace, the old bloke’s always hiding behind the callistemon with his flamin’ camera, he thinks I can’t see him, strike me pink, how silly can you be? It’s worth humouring him though to get this good tucker, clever birds us ravens.
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Edacious, voracious, or rapacious – take your pick. When we throw some scraps out for the chooks the Forest Ravens will sometimes sneak in and pile it up in the beak. They’re a bit timid though. The silver gulls sometimes come down in their hundreds but only at this time of year. Then thereare about 50 sparrows, a dozen starlings and a few Fairywrens. Occasionaly the chooks and ducks get a bit but only if we stand guard.
Sounds like there’s quite a bit of competition at your place Alan!
No wonder your Little Ravens are so glossy, Duncan. So well fed.
Great series of images.
Cheers
Denis
Nice series DF.
I know our Ravens are meant to be about our smartest birds, but can they talk? I’m getting a little worried.
Gouldiae
G’day Denis, if they’re within earshot they now come when I call. They say you shouldn’t put meat scraps in the compost, no chance of that with the ravens around!
So is ‘er indoors Gouldiae
So there are still some creatures living of the fat of the lambed.
Another clever quip Tony!
Very clever birds and a great series of photos.
Thanks Mick, they are that.