Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Eye on the prize, boys.

The sacred ibis bird is not considered very sacred in central Brisbane. Their long skinny bills, originally designed to root around in the mud for seafood, are perfectly adapted to Brisbane city life. You often pass them rooting around in old food wrappers and bins or hanging around picnic areas, waiting for people to finish up so that they can get stuck into the leftovers.

6 comments:

Ann said...

I hate those things, they're pests. Unfortunately they are protected.

Mrs Santa said...

Ahhh Cara, this photo is just so "my" Brisbane - soaking up the winter sun at a table at Southbank - and keeping awake by the need to protect one's chippies from the flying monsters.
"Glad" to see nothing has changed!

A-M said...

Yep, 'monsters'! A-M xx

Mrs Santa said...

I know I'm going on about this but don't let's forget we are the direct cause of our urban wild life problems- some wildlife disappeared - other just gloried - possums, brush turkeys, ibis. (And wouldn't you rather snatch a few table scraps than stick your nose into deep cold smelly mud?)

Pierre BOYER said...

Nice walk with those birds along the water way...
Enjoy your day,

Pierre

Alan said...

Brisbane was our entry point to Australia back in June 2010 and I was fascinated by the ibis birds wandering around the streets. So much so that I featured one in my first Facebook album from Aus, much to the amusement of my ibis-fatigued Queensland friends.

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