Birds

[faye]

pigeon for Comrade, the pigeon man.

[faye]

this is better, comrade. 'wonga pigeon'

[faye]

curlew.

[faye]

another frogmouth. at my gate.

[faye]

one of my visitors.

[faye]

african bird. not sure what it is but looks like some kind of vulture, to me.

[Tjanaparh]

curlew.

I know this one, we have similar ones, we call them Karvan. Their song is so sad as if something happenes to them. Infact in the desserts of Russia and Kazakhstan local people see this birds as a symbol of a stranger far from his motherland. It is the bird that follows the caravans and the refugees, and its song makes remember the sweet home.


once I was small I started, but unfortunately nott finished to write a longer poetry series called "The sad songs of the Karvan"

[Tjanaparh]

One of my beloved birds:

[Tjanaparh]

Bee eaters

[faye]

heron.

[faye]

this little guy flew into the glass door, so i put it in water to cool any pain. he stayed in there for about an hour then flew away.

[faye]

purple swamphen. it was in my garden this morning and this was the best shot i got, as it is very shy.

[faye]

baby magpie, i think.