Two days ago, while simultaneously washing the dishes and looking out the window above the kitchen sink, a brightly coloured male Scarlet Robin came and perched himself on the loosely balanced stones that sit atop the much larger guardian stone.
How delicate, I thought, to be able to land on these three stones; stones that a puff of wind could and often knocks over. What the photo doesn’t show is the top stone gently rocking whilst the bird is perched on it.
What analogy does this brings to mind? Maybe, you the reader, can tell me.
And then yesterday, on my way to the beach there were two eagles flying/ gliding side by side above the dunes. Hiding behind a bush to escape notice I watched them for several minutes as they captured the uplifting draft caused by gale force on shore winds.
One bird seemed especially to like to do acrobatic manoeuvres in the air, shooting upwards then folding his/her wings and plummeting back down in a sort of reverse circle. This eagle would occasionally “bump” into the other more stationary eagle and the two would fall together, talons clasped, before breaking off and resuming their respective “side by side” sharing of the air space.
At first I thought this might be some sort of mating ritual. But, quickly, I realised I was looking at both a white bellied sea eagle and a wedge tailed eagle; normally, mortal enemies, who are very protective of their species territory.
What to make of this? Something to do with the burning of the Peace Fire for two years. Maybe, maybe not.
The sea eagle flew off due east and the wedge tail eagle due west.
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