It’s 9.30am Sunday and I just stepped out on to my apartment balcony to fill the bird bath.

“S%#@” I said to myself.

There’s bird poop everywhere.

I was so engaged at observing the multitude of birds in the flower, herb and veggie pots yesterday, I once again forgot the repercussions of feeding the hoards (of local bird life).

The hard white pellets were not just on my apartment balcony fence either.

(That’s their usual depository).

There were soft white mini puddles of the stuff on the slate-grey balcony floor tiles.  I gingerly weaved my way across the 5′ space to the bright blue ceramic dish and filled it up with fresh water and surveyed the scene.

The new blue bird bath seems much thinner pottery and lighter in weight. I hope it down’t fly off the chain in one of our gale force winds in the future. I’d knocked the previous one off the hook in some over-zealous bird poop cleaning some weeks ago.

Do I wait in the hope that today’s rain will wash some of it away OR get right on to the task of getting it off with some hot soapy water before it dries too hard?

I think I’ll give The Rain a first shot at the task.

In the meantime, the Japanese Maple tree in front of my balcony is covered in tiny new leaves.  The buds didn’t take long to sprout.  The above photo is from last year, but it’s the same week in early Spring and is perfect for today’s post.

In Australia, we call the 1st of September the first day of Spring, not the true Spring equinox which occurs around the 20-23rd September.

This new growth usually brings the hoards of House Sparrows for breakfast and later in the day – about 3.30-4.00pm, depending on the warmth of the sun – the tiny little Fairy Wrens.  The Sparrows seem to love the tender bright green tips on each branch.

With warmer temperatures forecast for this coming week, Spring is definitely making her mark on the landscape.

Yesterday’s images were lousy (of Birds on my Balcony).

I’d only taken about 4-5 and then given up. After spending the whole morning bird watching, Friday’s sore throat got much worse and I succumbed to a lazy afternoon of TV (with half an eye straying to the bird life as the chirping and tweeting rose and fell over the hours).

One good thing to come out of being housebound so much this year is that I’m getting lots of practice at photographing the fast-moving smaller birds in the area.  …and with the potted plants 4-10 feet from my desk chair, who can resist the practice.

If you want to become a good photographer, practice, practice and more practice can never go astray.

Not all shots have been good, but the ones below, taken on Friday, are just fine and even the shape of the shadows on the corrugated wall in the background make an interesting addition to the scene.  It’s a female Superb Fairy-wren in this case.

I notice in my photo archives on the 10th September 2017, I was down at Jawbone Marine Sanctuary and Conservation Reserve (stretching from the western suburb of Williamstown down Port Phillip Bay to Altona and beyond).

Will I ever get back down there to photograph the Royal Spoonbills with the long 150-500mm lens?  I think the images below, made with the Sony ‘mirrorless’ camera and its (one and only) 55-210mm lens on the 1st February this year show promise of some great shots to be made from my Canon DLSR and longer lens.  But I haven’t been well enough to go back in recent months.

Then there’s the Australia Pelicans and various Cormorants out on the rocks of the promontory, or long island separating the lakes system and the sea.

I think I need to take a tripod and choose a windless day and perhaps conserve my minimal energy and catch a taxi direct to the small lakes system, take a few images, have the obligatory Fish’n’Chips on the beach and come straight home again.

(I  rarely go to the beach these days, and truly, its the only place to have piping hot REAL chips and perfectly battered fresh fish.  Cafes and restaurants and shopping centres/malls are not the same as sitting in the fresh sea air with some spray from the rocks catching you unawares and the scent of the sea filling your nostrils).

Here’s a few images from last year to remind the regular followers of the scene (and give the new followers an idea of the potential).  There are various segments of the long coastal walk and I’ve only explored part of one closest via public transport.

Here’s a map of the walk I’ve done so far since living in the Western suburbs, and while my knee, hip and lower back pain prevent a repeat of this small section, I can always ‘cheat’ and avoid the lengthy 2-bus trip (which winds its way through the suburbs picking up and dropping off passengers at each stop), by catching a taxi which only takes approx. 25 minutes and can drop me off at the top left of the map right next to the walking path and 2 islands where I first saw the Royal Spoonbills.   The taxi can drop me about 20-50 feet from the spot I want.

I’ve visited the area several times now and want to do some bird photography, not walking.

I caught a taxi the very first time I went this part of the coast as I was a complete newcomer to this side of Melbourne and didn’t have the slightest clue which bus services went where, OR exactly where I was going.

This stretch of the coastal walk would probably be only a brisk 30 minute walk, but anyone who walks that fast is missing a beautiful piece of coastal reserve and conservation area and maybe should think seriously about getting a treadmill and blindfold to use in their garage for exercise purposes.

Here’s a few more images to lure you to the spot if you’re a local Melburnian.

My beach and coastal walks years ago were limited to the Bayside Beaches on the south side of Melbourne when I was living over that side of the city.

(Sorry about the long post, but once I started, my fingers ran away with the words and my long months of being pretty much housebound needed the visual outing).