King of the old gum tree

The birds, much like the rest of the landscape here, are really captivating. The noise is like waking up in Jurassic Park every morning. The bird calls and the trees that grow sideways, it's a bit prehistoric feeling. Being in this landscape makes me wonder what it looked like completly untouched. This photo is of a pair of Kukaburras, and that is actually a gum nut tree. Nan and Grandad have a handful of Kukaburras in the backyard. Their call is really great, and it does sound as if they are laughing. It's very much like a Muah!, without the M, and repeat the uah, uah, uah a few times. Make sense? Other birds habitating the backyard are the Minah bird, which has a bright yellow beak, and is really chatty and apparently a pain grandad says. They feed them the table scraps from dinner, (that might be why they like it here so much) which they pretend to fight over. The Kukaburra always wins. We've seen a few small parrots, which are really bright green. But they haven't stopped enough for photos. Every other morning there is a bird that sounds like a penny whistle, which might be my favorite. Although the Kukaburra does make me laugh every time I hear his uah, uah, uah, uah. We've packed or bags again, and are headed to the train later this evening: on to Brisbane! Goodbye to you Kukaburras, I'm sure they'll miss our portion of scraps, although they don't exactly look underfed do they?