Some time ago I took some visitors to see a bower in the bamboo. These are constructed by male bower birds for mating. A bower will last for years, withstanding all kinds of weather, and the number of blue objects which adorn it will increase, unless some human gets lazy and uses the bower as a peg-supply. (I confess: most of my pegs are blue.)
When we located the bower, it had been flattened, but all its blue ornaments were still in place. Virginia’s pic:
I can report that, a couple of weeks on, all the objects are still there, among the debris of the bower. What’s surprising is that a new bower has appeared overnight on the path to my house. The male who built this either has not found or has not wanted the objects abandoned in the bamboo. Anyway, with an enormous area to build in, he has chosen my path! Stupid? Not a bower-bird. I’m guessing he just got a bit rushed or lazy. Or distracted. No bower-bird has ever shown the least respect for human property or labour…but this really is a bit much:
Well, he’s an Australian male bird. His mind is on mating, but he’s also having other thoughts. Is there enough beer in the fridge? Is St. George going to win this weekend? Will it be a free-to-air broadcast? And so on. Yep, spring is not just about romance. It’s Finals Time.
Out of some misplaced sense of kinship, I’m trying not to squash his bower.