My favourite bird is the Tawny Frogmouth, that master of camouflage. But I don’t think that the space between a roof and a deck is quite what his plumage was meant to blend into.
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This one looked fat and healthy, smug even, as they can. It (he?) ignored me in the tradition of ‘I’m just a bit of broken tree branch.’
I would say hello every day but never received an acknowledgement… let alone a reply.
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I hadn’t heard one, but knew one was about, as every morning there were fresh droppings in my carport.
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A year ago, I had surprised one there, sitting on the awning holder of my campervan, so I had been assuming it to be the cause of the droppings.
So I was delighted to see it take up visible residence for one week, and hoped that it was the same Tawny, grown bigger. And I was very sorry when it moved on.
And what’s more, he has come back twice since! So I think I am on his regular run.
Yes, tawny frogmouths are amazing, as well asthe grearest imitators . How lucky you are, and what lovely photos of him .sue x