This morning opened the curtains to see two kookaburras on the lightpole out front of my unit.

Bit of a crummy photo, it having to have been cropped severely. I was inside, behind glass, the birds were probably about seven metres (23ft) distant, and the camera just is not interested in middle distance detail.

The kookies don’t look like they’re watching for insects in the grass at the foot of the podium, but they are canny hunters.

The lawns at Carinya are being mown, and grasshoppers will jump up to get away from the blades.

There goes one of the birds.

He glides a long slow flight to the whirring insect, snaps it up with his beak and turning his aileron-feathers slightly, changes course for a perch on a fence down there.

Gulps down the prey.