Male Crimson Finch had only one thing on his mind this morning - instead of maybe six or more. Where was his youngster fresh fluttered from the nest near Payets Tower in the Townsville Town Common Conservation Park?
Question of why only one would have to take care of itself. He had to find and take care - with his partner - of young bird scrambling clumsily through the guinea grass.
The parents whizzed here, there, everywhere. Junior clambered and started low 'chirp-chirping''. Which did the trick. Well, mostly. Parents turned up - but without food! Then off the three went to sort out some breakfast. Should not prove problem for parents usually coping with many more hungry mouths.
