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Home > Diaries > 2015 > 435 |
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THE MOMENT I arrived at Baroon Pocket a golden whistler suddenly flew out of the rainforest landing on my window to welcome me and look at itself in the mirror before flying back in the forest to whistle. It returned a couple of times over the next couple of minutes. Usually I head out somewhere each Saturday to get a "perfect shot" to post here. I was very lucky this morning to have gotten my shot of the day even before I started. Here it is whistling to itself in the mirror. Blog from today: |
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