UPDATED: NOVEMBER 19, 2024
SEPTEMBER 2024: Spring has sprung – and it is birds’ breeding season again. I’m keeping an eye out with anticipation where the resident pied currawong couple might be building their nest this year.
OCTOBER 16: I had a pleasant surprise two days after I returned from my weekend trip to Bathurst. To my delight, the female currawong has made a perfect, bowl-shaped nest in the tree right outside my top-floor apartment – not far from where her own chicks were building a ‘practice nest’ last summer. Leading up to this discovery, I’d had a very busy fortnight and hadn’t been home much, and I had absolutely no idea they were building their nest right under my nose!
At least they seem comfortable enough with my presence – they must have realized by now that I’m totally harmless. Wherever they build their nest, raising the young is always fraught with danger with any number of enemies around – and they seem to have decided to stick with ‘the devil they know’ (= me!).
OCTOBER 18: With their nest now ready, the currawong pair began mating – but within a few hours a couple of channel-billed cuckoos appeared in the tree, sending not just the currawongs but the noisy miner family nearby into frenzy (cue Darth Vader’s Theme in the background!). Obviously, the cuckoos were on the lookout for surrogate parents that would raise their chick. But they left after a while as they realized the nest was still empty and they couldn’t lay their egg in there – or eat currawong’s eggs for lunch!
Now that the nest is ‘compromised’, the male currawong looks a bit unsure about the safety of the nest, but the female seems determined to persevere with the nest she so lovingly built.
Soon, a pattern has emerged: the currawong pair would mate, and soon enough the cuckoos would come back on a not-so-covert reconnaissance mission, then all hell would break loose with the birds in the vicinity. And this Catch-22 situation continued for about 10 days. By this stage, the female currawong is really clucky – and if they keep mating, then she’ll need to pop her eggs out somewhere eventually…
OCTOBER 27: One of the cuckoos was seen in the tree early in the morning, but the female currawong has finally bit the bullet and sat down in the nest for good: she must have laid her egg now.
For pied currawongs, it’s the female’s role to incubate the eggs, while the male feeds her during the three-week incubation period. When the male comes back with some food, the female makes a sweet little chirping sound as if she herself were a baby. But, to me, her partner is not feeding her enough, sometimes leaving her alone for hours on end.
“C’mon, Man… lift your game! She’s doing all the hard work for you!”
During the day, the female occasionally leaves the nest to stretch her legs (and wings) and grab some much-needed snack. I can’t quite see exactly how many eggs are in the nest, but I counted at least two of them with my eyeballs. It remains to be seen just what will emerge from the nest in three weeks’ time – whether it’s black currawong chicks or a monstrous cuckoo kid ver.2 – or nothing at all!
NOVEMBER 2: It’s Incubation Day 7 now, and the evil cuckoos have stayed away so far. …But then around 8:30pm I heard a murderous screech in the tree, and I looked out the window just in time to see something around the size of the cuckoo flapping over the currawongs’ nest before flying away. It was so dark I couldn’t see what it was, and I feared one of the cuckoos might have just executed a night raid on the nest.
The next morning, I half expected to see a wounded or dead currawong in the nest… but I was massively relieved when I saw the female bird nonchalantly sitting in the nest as if nothing had happened. …Then I recalled that flying foxes were recently coming to the tree at night to suck on its flowers, and one of them must have gotten too close to the nest. Currawongs are known to attack fruit bats, so what I witnessed last night must have been a hapless flying fox getting the hell out of harm’s way.
After this incident, scared flying foxes have stopped coming to the tree, and if a brave one decides to take the risk, it does so discreetly without making noise. Now, this has had an unexpected benefit for me as well. This time last year, nocturnal flying foxes came en masse for an absolute feast in the tree, making loud noise which kept me awake at night. But that’s not going to happen this year… as poor fruit bats have now lost one of their premium dining spots!
FIRST CHICK HATCHED OUT!
NOVEMBER 17: Today’s the D-Day (‘Due Day’, that is). It’s been three weeks since the female currawong laid her first egg. She is rather restless all morning – and so am I – as the cuckoos’ ominous calls can be heard in the neighborhood. It’s a very windy day with a thunderstorm forecast in the evening, and the nest is swaying like a ship sailing in a stormy sea – which makes me even more anxious. But then in the afternoon, I was able to confirm a tiny, naked chick in the nest. Congratulations to the currawong couple… you are Mom and Dad again!
Mom is seen delicately feeding her little first-born with tiny bits of food. She’s a good mom, being very attentive to her chick. At this stage she’s doing most of the feeding, and when she comes back to feed her chick, she makes a soft call to it, and the chick responds with a wide-open mouth – but making no sounds yet. But I haven’t seen Dad around all day. It’s a pity she has a rather lazy husband (well, who doesn’t?). I just hope he’s not going to leave his partner as a single mother…
NOVEMBER 19: It’s the third day since the first chick hatched out, and I can see the remaining egg sort of ‘rolling’ in the nest. Mom is keeping a close eye on it, while Dad is visiting the nest with food more frequently. Looks like he’s taken his responsibility a bit more seriously now, with a few tiny mouths to feed. When I take photos of them, the parents are totally unfazed – a far cry from their hostile attitude towards me this time last year – and they don’t even blink their yellow eyes. (But then I’ve never seen a currawong blink at all!)
Main image: Female currawong sitting in the nest