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[28.9.47] SPARROWS were round the buildings and STARLINGS at 
one stage further removed. A flock of immature 
CRIMSON ROSELLAS shrieked and piped in the trees, 
a WHITE-NAPED HONEYEATER fluttered silently from 
bush to bush and SWALLOWS twittered endlessly 
as they fed over the lawn and flew up under the 
eaves. 
Mr. Ramsay and I talked birds a great 
deal. He showed me his bird book in which 
he kept notes on birds (as well as flowers and 
animals) since 1909 at least. The entries under 
Brolga and Bustard were interesting as 
indeed were many other entries. He took me 
to a plantation near a swamp and as we 
walked through it I counted twenty-one SNIPE 
rise and zig-zag off over the Pi trees uttering 
their harsh grating call. On the swamp itself 
were a pair of BLACK DUCK and a solitary 
SILVER GULL perched on a stone. 
On the way back, a mile or so south-east 
of Mt Gellibrand a parrot got up from the 
side of the road. I got out and went back. 
I was well rewarded by the sight of a BLUE-WINGED 
PARROT feeding by the road, its head jerking up 
and down. When flushed it flew low to a 
