Wild Emus at The Lilly Pilly Tree

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'summer'd be hard.'

When it gets to about 90 (old scale), they start panting, and sometimes hold their little wings out to their sides.

There's no doubt that the heat knocks them around.
 
At dusk, Limpy Chick and Offsider and Undersized Emu were having their peck of wheat when we heard a female call right on the edge of the clearing.



Some minutes later – deep deep dusk (and cold) at this point – a wild emu, surely her, walked past me about 20 feet away. The three home-team birds seemed entirely uninterested in tackling her. They just sorta stared off into space like they’d farted in church.



So, three females present overnight; but I didn’t hear much vocalizing.



This morning, at (cold) first light, a pair, certainly including the one from last night, was grazing in the house-clearing with the home team.
 

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