Sometimes you don’t know how good you’ve got it till it’s gone. This week we lost our newspaper delivery service and I haven’t seen a paper all week. I mostly miss the Tully Times and Anne and Laurie’s wonderful wildlife articles. Other than that perhaps there will be some benefit in not reading the news.
It’s two weeks now since Dad 4 left his chicks. Thursday morning the chicks were separated. One showed up when I filled the Western food station at 6am. He was whistling loudly and I could hear the other chick out to the east in the mangrove forest whistling a reply. At 10 am the whistling stopped and I saw them reunited. This morning as I opened the gate in the drizzling rain the chicks ran out of the rainforest and up behind me.
The lone chick at Coquette Point now has subadult colour. I do not known its parentage however it is looking healthy. I often see it hanging about the houses at the top of the range. Another chick about the same age was reported wandering the streets in East Innisfail. It is most properly the chick I photographed about a month ago, it had crossed the bridge and was heading into the Sea Haven site. The chick’s position was reported to the Cassowary Hotline.
The Zodiac moths are spilling out of the Moresby Range National Park and are in the mangrove and riparian forests at the mouth of the Johnstone. They are clustering together in small groups to mate.
Meanwhile the male takes a background supervisory role. I was delighted to observe two males in a singing contest while the female looked on, unimpressed. The male seems to have a bevy of songs. The song I heard on this occasion was a continuous vibrating note in a high pitch.
With a whole hour of extra daylight this month and the weather warming fruit is ripening in the orchard. I picked a bunch of bananas tonight, YEY! and my dehydrator has been busy all week with jackfruit, black sapote and pawpaw. Then there is the surplus from the vegetable garden to make pickles and chutneys. This has been the best winter production for ten years. Ah well must go and cut up cucumbers for salting to make pickles tomorrow.