We were enjoying lunch at the Lyrebird Café. Sitting quietly we could hear lyrebirds scratching the undergrowth, the burble of flowing water, the shrill noise of cicadas, crows and parrots calling from the trees. Then silently this visitor joined us. I guess back in the past he would have been the lunch!
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Photo: Lizard, Minnamurra rainforest
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