Just on dusk I could hear some raucousness out in the back yard. I can see out the back door from the lounge room and I spied a cockatoo sitting on a branch. Unusual, but I have seen cockatoos around here before. But the one bird that I could spy didn’t explain the amount of noise that was being made. I got up to have a look and there was a whole flock of them. Is flock the correct collective noun for cockatoos? I can’t find one that seems right, although a crackle of cockatoos seems appropriate. (Also listed: a migraine of lorikeets which is also very appropriate).
Anyway, there were about 10 of them altogether. I couldn’t get them all in a pic, but here’s a trio:
(not seen: two fat house cats sitting under the washing line plotting how to get the birdies to come to them)
I watched them for a while and one flew down to the tangle of trees near our paw paw trees. There is a passion fruit vine running rampant through there. He searched through a tangly bit and popped out with a green passion fruit in his beak. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it. He sat there and opened it, and then took it up to a higher branch to eat. The neighbors will soon have their own vine courtesy of the cockatoo – he dropped the remains in their yard.