Golden Whistler

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A particularly spectacular visitor to our garden is the Golden Whistler. We had only just moved in when we noticed he was a regular visitor to the study window. The garden was very over grown and the window was a bug fest. It was especially delightful as this little bird is resplendent in his black and yellow gear – a little burst of sunshine. Typically his female friend is quite plain but just as cute. 

 

As we cleared the garden he abandoned us for next door, but he is back again now our garden is more acceptable to him. We see him around sometimes but know he’s around when we hear his beautiful song. In amongst all the bird songs we hear, his is the show stopper, all the more beautiful because it is one solitary voice.

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Golden Whistlers seem to be loners, they certainly don’t have the flock mentality of sparrows or wrens. Possibly the introvert of our garden birds? I can certainly relate to that. We hear him more often than we see him but when he chooses to bless us with his presence it is a real treat. He is justifiably proud of his stunning looks and hops from one branch to another singing his heart out. He’s pretty cocky about it too.

 

His most delightful pastime is to seek out mirrors and try to destroy the beautiful bird looking back at him. With two cars, a campervan and a full length mirror in the carport, he certainly has his pick of places to engage in these antics. He is relentless in his pursuit of this interloper and we hear him for days at a time flying from one mirror to another, trying to establish his dominance.

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I can only hope we have a nest around here somewhere. He has been a frequent visitor of late and I am noticing Ms Golden Whistler more too. Fingers crossed!

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