A Honey Eater chanced to make his home in our backyard.
He was a very lively little fellow.
We have a shiny black ceramic pot in the garden upon which
he happened to see a reflection of himself.
It was an instant attraction and he gazed upon it often.
He cavorted and preened and carried on even offering morsels to it.
He did not tire of its attraction.
He and a mate nested in an adjacent tree. Many Honey Eaters availed
themselves of the offerings in our garden.
One day Glenda found Potty, as we had nicknamed him, in peaceful repose.
I had taken many photographs of him.
He is the banner on my facebook page.
I have been able to construct this 24 frame tribute to our dear friend Potty.
You provided us with much joy.
and a slower version:
You can click on one to play separately.
Potty's brood peering from a nest in the Camellia tree.
The story of Potty from life to death.
|Potty as found in peaceful repose.|