In an afterword to my previous post I mentioned an afternoon on Cape Pallarenda and the Town Common. Here are some of the butterflies I saw on that walk. First, along the track over the cape towards Shelly Beach (as usual, click on the image to go to a larger one):
They are all about the same size in real life, and the first two are quite closely related (they are in the same genus, Euploea).
I turned back from the Shelly Beach track to walk along the edge of the swampy Town Common. Most of the water has gone at this time of year but there are still open pools between boggy patches of grass and reeds. There were lots of dragonflies (as compared to almost none up on the high ground) and a different collection of butterflies – quite a lot of Lesser Wanderers, Danaus chrysippus, and even more of their near relations the Swamp Tiger, Danaus affinis. Here’s a pair of them enjoying the last of the afternoon sunshine:
The Rainbow Bee-eater is a beautiful bird whose closest relations in Australia are Kingfishers and Kookaburras. (There are other bee-eaters overseas, but not here.) It is rather smaller than the Kookaburra but has similarly predatory habits – as its name suggests, it specialises in flying insects, which it takes on the wing.
I have seen them quite often in parklands near home but this, the first good photo I have obtained, was taken from my front gate; the bird was perching on our power line to eat his prey. (I saw him spit out the crackly bits afterwards, too, but just missed the shot!)
When I uploaded my picture of the Brown Honeyeater I mentioned the need for longer lenses for bird photography, and this and my recent Flying Fox photos are proof – taken with a borrowed 50-250 zoom lens, they show much more detail than I could have obtained with my 100mm lens.
Afterword: Well, I posted the above on Saturday morning and then decided to go down to Pallarenda and the Town Common because it was far too nice a day to spend indoors. While I was walking back along the track through the Common late in the afternoon I saw another Bee-eater fly in to perch in a tree ahead of me. He was kind enough to stay for his portrait, too. It was already a good day, but that made it even better.