Life in Tasmania's Huon Valley, by a blow-in from the mainland
Sunday, November 24, 2013
You'll have to look hard to spot them, but in this photo are FOUR tiny plover chicks (more accurately known as masked lapwings, but everyone seems to call them plovers) following their parents across our front paddock. This pair have been hanging around our place for at least three years and to date have been spectacularly unsuccessful at breeding - they kept laying their eggs in the dog yard around our house, which Gretchen found to be a tasty treat. But finally they moved into the neighbouring paddock and have produced these four adorable chicks. Here's hoping they all survive until adulthood.
Escaped Sydney in 2010 for a piece of paradise in Tasmania's Huon Valley. I'm a keen walker, remote worker, incompetent gardener, Bernese Mountain Dog owner, fan of almost anything German (food, language, cars, beer), amateur linguist, chook fancier, childfree.