Sleepy Brush morning

May 7, 2019 by Fred Baker

In the reclaimed Brush at Wingham, Brush Turkeys abound. In daytimes, they are usually seen scratching amongst the leaf litter.

Today I entered the Brush on the still-dark side. It was too early for their routine, and I caught them napping. This was the first time I had seen them roosting on branches.

Neither of these looked happy at being disturbed.

You can see from the overall shot how dark it was in their part of the Brush — and why the photos are not great!

But a little further on the daylight had penetrated to the ground and other Turkey families were at it already.

Amongst the gloom I was struck by this Strangler Fig in a very real pose of strangling. Can I watch that with my Jacaranda?

As a farewell treat, the early sunlight perfectly highlighted this small spiderweb in my path.

2 thoughts on “Sleepy Brush morning”

Sharyn Munro

May 8, 2019 at 2:31 pm

Thanks for being there Helen!
Helen

May 8, 2019 at 11:07 am

Lovely to share your morning walk.

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