16/10/2025
Hi folks!!
THANKS & welcome to all the new followers! And huge apologies for the lack of posts for MONTHS.
It’s been a particularly busy year & Simon (me!) has prioritised keeping posts up to date on my ‘eagle’ account rather than here. My plan is to do a ‘photo dump’ at some point sharing pictures of the many events & hollow-dependent stories that have happened since May. But that time is not yet here. Watch this (currently hollow!) space! 😅
For now, though, I just had to share this duck story, because it traces right back to where, for me, the whole ReCycOlogy story began.
The (Yet in Noongar) was the first bird species I found using a backyard during my childhood journey 30 years ago. Since then I’d maintained 2 boxes for use by what I’ve presumed has been the same 2 females that appear in Parky each Makuru, spend time with their mates, & breed. This was until about 5 years ago when one box fell apart & the another, moved to a new spot when a tree died, was repeatedly vacant. The ducks still returned… they were always seen in Djilba & Kambarang with ducklings… but they were obviously breeding elsewhere.
Late last year, stuck for time as always, I decided on a ‘quick fix.’ I popped a form-ply cap on the end of a large hollow normally chopped into slivers for use on the front of our nestboxes, & hung it in the EXACT fork where the original box had been throughout most of the 2000 & 2010’s. It was used by a possum on & off until the middle of this year. Then (almost suddenly!), in late Makuru, I found 2 eggs, & just over a week later, a female black duck was incubating her full clutch of 9, sitting cozily on her thick layer of soft down-feathers plucked from her body. Her eggs hatched in late Djilba & I saw her teeny ducklings frolicking among the wetland vegetation I’d planted over ~20 years. Joyous!! 🥰
Yesterday, an impromptu check following a sighting by my sharp-eyed son saw me photographing a… (continued in comments below!)… 👇🏼