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9. Birds

Birds are a favourite photo challenge for me.  With so many lovely birds to choose from which one would I pick?  I decided on this one because we don't see them around here.  It's a Gang Gang Cockatoo which I took at Mt Hotham in Victoria.  What a great hairdo.


  1. Oh that's an absolutely fantastic shot!
    I always say you do birds so well.

  2. It's a stunning shot. You've captured him beautifully.

  3. I agree with both Letty and Vicki. What camera did you use? Perfect sky to show him off!

    1. Olympus 620. My medium length lens because it was before I got my big one which is broken right now. Boo hoo

    2. My entire camera is broken right now and they want $1100 to fix it! I am using Kirsten's instead.

    3. Oh no!!!! That's terrible. At that price you might as well buy another with compatible lens. Ask Santa for one.

  4. Two WOWs, one for the bird and one for the capture. Love both!

  5. Hi Joan, your shot is just great!! Well done, we don't see these birds very much and your photo is a real treat :D)

  6. It is a super shot of an interesting bird. Love his hairdo.

  7. That's one I've never seen before! Very 'in' hairdo.

  8. Thanks everyone. This one was clearly a hit.


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